Bikini beauty

She adjusts the straps of her tiny bikini top against tanned skin. The mirror reflects blonde hair cascading over bare shoulders as she turns, checking every angle. Her movements slow. One hand drifts down, fingers tracing the edge of bikini bottoms that barely contain her full breasts. She sinks onto the bed, legs parting naturally. The fabric between her thighs is already damp. She pulls it aside without ceremony, exposing glistening folds. Her fingers find her swollen clit immediately, rubbing in tight circles. She moans softly, free hand squeezing one heavy breast through the triangle top. The brunette strands framing her face stick slightly to flushed cheeks. She works faster, hips lifting to meet each stroke. Her pussy clenches around nothing as she slides two fingers inside, thumb still working her clit. She fucks herself steadily, breathing hard, bikini top pushed down to free her tits completely. She comes with a sharp gasp, thighs trembling, fingers buried deep.