Intimate Stories from lela star casting

By crystalline water, “lela star casting” lounges topless in a tiny bikini bottom, suntan lotion glistening on her curves. She unties the strings in “lela star casting,” letting the fabric fall, then rubs the slippery lotion everywhere—especially between her thighs. Fingers dip beneath the waistband of nothing at all now; “lela star casting” 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. “lela star casting” is summer heat turned up to pure erotic fire. (251 words)