Getting Up Next To You

Sun’s blazing, I wake up horny as hell after last night with Jenna and she’s already gone. Pissed for half a second, then I know exactly where she’ll be—stretched out by the pool in that little blue bikini. I grab the camera because I want every wet second on record before we even make it back inside. Spot her soaking up the rays, tits looking massive, nipples poking through the fabric, and I don’t bother hiding how badly I want to rip that top off and bury my face between those tits. We’re barely through the door before my cunt’s dripping, clothes still on, and she’s already got her hand between my legs, fingers sliding in deep, rings clicking against each other. She’s pierced, I’m soaked, and the camera’s still rolling. Tits out, tongues everywhere, she fingers me until I’m shaking, then I switch and do the same to her, sucking on those fat natural tits while she moans my name. No editing, no cutaways—just pure, nasty proof we went from pool to bed and didn’t come up for air until both of us were wrecked.