Summer joy

Summer sun pours over me, turning my skin a rich golden brown. I slip off my panties and let the heat kiss every inch. The warm air between my legs makes me ache. I slide two fingers inside, slick and warm, then pull them out to press the damp fabric against my entrance. Inch by inch I ease the soft cotton in, stretching myself while the sunlight glints off my bare thighs. Each slow push sends a pulse straight to my clit. I rock my hips, working the panties deeper until only a tiny white tail remains, brushing my swollen lips with every breath I take.