Greek nymph

She stretches across the balcony in the late sun, a blonde nymph with skin still damp from the pool. Her hand slips between her thighs, fingers sliding through wet heat as she parts her knees. The Mykonos breeze catches her hair. She works two fingers deep, curling, stroking that spot until her hips lift and a flush blooms across her chest. A third finger joins. She fucks herself slow and steady, thumb rubbing circles over her swollen clit. Her ass tightens with each thrust, cheeks flexing, full and firm. Breathy moans slip out. Her free hand cups a breast, pinching the nipple hard enough to make her gasp. Legs tremble. She comes with a sharp cry, thighs clamped around her hand, wetness dripping down onto the tile. Another wave hits her and she keeps rubbing, chasing it until the pleasure turns sharp, then soft, until she finally stills, chest rising and falling, lips parted, eyes half-closed in the sun.