The Intimate Secrets of vk x art

By crystalline water, “vk x art” lounges topless in a tiny bikini bottom, suntan lotion glistening on her curves. She unties the strings in “vk x art,” letting the fabric fall, then rubs the slippery lotion everywhere—especially between her thighs. Fingers dip beneath the waistband of nothing at all now; “vk x art” captures every slick sound as she masturbates shamelessly under the sun. Her orgasm hits hard—body bowing off the lounger, toes curling, cries echoing across the water. “vk x art” is summer heat turned up to pure erotic fire. (251 words)