Cheerful

The sun feels good on her skin, warm and easy. She slips the bikini off, spreading her legs so nothing is in the way. The air touches her bare cunt, light and steady. It draws a sigh from her, and her fingers follow, sliding over slick folds. She rubs slow, then faster, chasing the feeling. When the rain starts it doesn’t stop her. Her hand stays busy, fingers working deep as the drops hit her open thighs.