There is barely an hour on the clock, but Hayley Marie Coppin has every intention of making it count. She slips away from the office on this blazing sunny afternoon and meets you in the park, arriving in a tight little dress and stockings with her long blonde curls bouncing in the breeze, her lush lips curled into a smile that says she has absolutely no plans to behave. Beneath the shade of the trees and with the world carrying on obliviously around her, she leans in close and lets you know exactly how she wants to spend this stolen hour.
It starts with the stockings, rolled slowly down her tanned legs with a deliciously drawn-out patience. Then the dress follows, revealing the black lace and hot pink lingerie beneath before that, too, disappears piece by piece. With the sun filtering through the leaves and the grass soft beneath her, Hayley strips down to nothing at all with the casual confidence of someone who has been looking forward to this all morning. One hour. Not a single second wasted.