Bikini-clad

Suzie Carina steps away from her sunbathing spot and claims the spotlight. This woman was built for it. Her body still carries the heat of the sun, the thin bikini fabric barely managing to keep her in check. She slides one hand over the curve of her hip, tracing the edge of her swimsuit before easing it aside. Fingers slip beneath, finding slick heat waiting. She circles her clit with slow, deliberate strokes, hips rocking into her own touch. Her head tips back, mouth parting, breath catching on every exhale. She doesn’t rush. Each touch pulls another low sound from her throat as she works herself open, lost in the steady pull of pleasure.