My swimsuit

Honey Demon's long black hair spills over the back of the lounge chair. She stretches, bored and restless, then heads out to the pool with a favorite toy in her bag. Sunlight glints on her skin as she tugs the thin bikini strings. Her fingers trail down her stomach. She slides the tiny scrap of fabric aside, presses the head of the dildo against her already slick lips, and pushes it in slowly. The bright swimsuit now sits stretched tight around the shaft, held deep inside her as she works it in and out. Her hips lift, chasing each thrust, wet sounds rising above the quiet water. She bites her lip and keeps going, chasing the slow burn until her thighs shake and the climax ripples through her.