Suntan oil

Nothing shows skin like that warm, golden glow. Suntan oil does it best. She pours the slick liquid over herself until it catches the light. Her fingers spread it slow, then faster, sliding over every curve. The blonde teen feels the cool oil turn warm against her body. She presses harder, chasing the sensation. Her hand slips lower, finding the slick heat between her thighs. She rubs in steady circles, breath quickening, hips tilting into each stroke. The black-haired girl watches her own reflection in the glass table. She likes what she sees. Oil glistens on her nipples, trails down her stomach, soaks the thin strip of hair between her legs. Her fingers push deeper. She bites her lip, spreads her thighs wider, and keeps going until her whole body tightens and shudders. The bottle tips again. She wants more.