Ruby Mac leans on a pool cue like a sceptre in Perfect Potting Partner, standing between the red baize and the wooden frame of a full-size table in a white sports bra, white bikini bottoms, and white knee-high socks striped with red at the top. Her blonde waves are tousled and golden, her blue-green eyes are laser-focused, and bunting strung overhead adds a party atmosphere to what already feels like the best games night of your life. The white-on-white outfit is sporty and clean, and Ruby wears it with the easy confidence of someone who knows the game is already won.

She climbs onto the table and kneels among the scattered balls, crossing her arms over her chest as the sports bra is pulled aside to reveal pert, beautifully rounded breasts that sit high and firm on her frame. Ruby's expression shifts from mischief to something warmer, her lips parted, her arms framing rather than hiding what lies beneath. By the final frames she perches on the table's edge, topless, the red-striped socks her only remaining nod to the sporty theme, her ripe, shapely bust catching the light from a stained-glass window across the room. The perfect potting partner, indeed.