Bikini-clad, sand-sprinkled plump and shapely; so many beach-bunny bums are so sexy aren’t they? Sun- lotion legs, navels winking out from belly-baring shirts; toned flesh so taut and titillating.
What a perfect time of year for full body & ass worship.
Even the feet are exposed with the toe’s cleavage peeking out from shoe-dangling wedges, espadrilles and strappy sandals. More enticing still is the G-string that flashes the flesh as the sun kisses those two gorgeous crescent curves playing peek-a-boo with you. You adore those callipygian contours. The spumescent sea sprays and salts the skin as those tight little bodies emerge like Venus; forming from the waves dripping and glistening with luminosity. So slick, supple and dappled with droplets.
You can’t help but get lost in a raunchy reverie about those beachy beauties and their peachy backsides saddling up to you, squatting over your face while shading you from the scorch of the sun & squeezing you in the vise of those thighs. As one after another queens you, in a conga line of cunnilingus confections you are silently commanded to clean the sand betwixt their swim bottoms and skin.
Lucky for you those sunglasses hide your eyes as they bulge out of their sockets.
You love letting your gaze linger after their sleek lithe, tanned bodies framed by the midmorning rays don’t you? There is even something extra sexy about the sweet swatches hidden by the high hemlines. How extra vulnerable that skin looks when it escapes all exposed from the loosely flowing, flimsy material of thin wispy dresses.
Loving and hungry for the juicy breasts to suckle on and soft lobes to nibble upon you could stay in your dreamscape forever. So very little is left to the imagination & that secret little cache of the pudenda just barely out of sight…that’s the torture of the tease.
Face-fucking, clit-sucking, throw-you-to-the-ground-and-grind-into-you-oral servitude is all you need while you clean your queening, teasing femdoms with your tickling tongue. So cave into that craving. Even if you can’t manage to catch the eye of those cuties at least you can fantasize wistfully wishing within the hazy gaze of summer dreaming; just don’t let those hot little hunnies catch ya drooling.
Even if you can’t manage to catch the eye of those cuties at least you can fantasize, wistfully wishing through the hazy gaze of summer dreaming; just don’t let those hot little hunnies catch ya drooling.