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Busty Beach Babe Bares All for Naughty Solo Session

ublished by: Hotstallionxxx on November 19, 2021

Once again, I find myself spellbound by the illicit allure of a scantily clad beauty brave enough to bare her bombshell bod for the world. Tagged along the shoreline, this voluptuous nymphette transforms the picturesque beachscape into her very own sinful spotlight. Little more than sun, sand and skin exists to conceal her carnal cravings, which she’s more than willing to indulge before my voyeuristic eyes.

The camera rolled as the sun baked my iPhone screen. Heatwaves rippled the horizon, mirroring my rising temperature as she strutted by in a slithery string bikini that gave new meaning to the term ‘handful’. Buxom breasts strained against the thin fabric, bouncing to their own rhythm. Her rump, the stuff of “misty watercolor memories”, swayed in stark contrast, serving as the main course to her tantalizing entrance.

Normally prudes and purists litter the shoreline, but today the beach was quiet, a ghost town whipped up by an earlier storm not unlike the tempest brewing within my moral compass. All the better for her lewd performance, I thought, relishing her alone time. She seemed oblivious to the world beyond her popping hips as she sauntered toward the water’s edge.

“My, my, my,” I whispered with a grin, zooming in for a better look at the eye candy before me. “What a beauty.”

Water clung to her skin, caressing her curves as the waves lapped at her feet. Slowly, sensuously, she peeled the wet bikini top off, unleashing her ample bosom. Perfectly round, soft mounds topped with rosy nipples that stood at attention to the sun’s shortwave spectrum. She cupped them, massaging the flesh before tweaking the hardened buds, making them disappear between her fingers.

I licked my lips, rubbing a palm over my growing bulge. She caught my reflection in a vanity windowpane and smirked, clearly enjoying the effect she had on me. Facing the camera, she dipped a finger into her mouth, wetting it before tracing the swell of her cleavage, around the areola, taunting me.

It was the green light I needed. Feeling liquid courage pump through me, I approached her, an observer no longer. She didn’t flinch as I ran a finger under the frayed waistband of her bikini bottoms, but gasped instead. I yanked on the minuscule patch of fabric and it gave easily, baring her glistening recesses.

Flesh-hungry, I revered her body, probing her deepest trenches while she writhed and groped my confined erection. It sprung free and into her waiting hand, which immediately set to work milking my bulbous head. A bead of pre-cum escaped my spit-slick tip and she lapped it up before pushing me onto the sand.

Wasting no time, she elevated herself above my face and I dove in for a taste, my tongue delving as deep into her sweet spot as gravity would allow. She ground her hips down on my chin, riding the wave of pleasure as mechanically as any common clockwork. I feasted on her fountain, soaking my face in essence of womanhood.

“Oh yeah, fuck my face,” I growled into her mess, gripping her ass for stability. “Get it nice and wet.”

I felt her quiver and tense above me, clutching at the back of my neck while her other hand did its best to stroke my cock into oblivion. The sounds of her breathing ragged and my moans reverberated off the nearby rocks, her hips rocking the boat until she hit her katabatic crescendo.

“Oooh fuck, I’m cumming!” She squealed, her juices pouring over my lips and chin like the oil spill at Valdez.

Akit of ecstasy ripped through me, searing from the base and exiting through my musket with a war cry of its own. I pumped ripe rivulets of white all over her flattening belly, my vision clouded by yellow spots from euphoric asphyxiation. She collapsed next to me, spent, our limbs a gnarled seaweed tangle on the shore.

Rolling over, she grabbed my hand and mayus it to gravity her glorious orbs, slick with sweat and mixed fluids. She locked eyes with me, her own sparkling with mischief.

“There are no shotan sand positively sinful,” she told me. “You’re my naughty little sculpture cumrun.”

I grinned and us up the rear before addressing her ample behind. “Inspects for me to find an ami reign of eternal boredom.”