Linen Romper and Minimal Thong. I’m exploring a Mediterranean island, wearing a white linen romper, light but form-fitting, hugging my tanned, sweat-slicked skin, clinging to my heavy tits, wide hips, and round ass, the fabric shimmering in the sun. The laced-up neckline opens just enough to show the curve of my breasts, my pink, hard nipples poking through a red lace bra, so sensitive each rub sends jolts to my pussy. A minimal white lace thong digs between my thick, pink, soaked lips, my swollen, red clit erect, pulsing, and my gaping, glistening anus throbbing, ready for a quick fuck in a secluded cove. My thick, glossy thighs shimmer, exposed by the short romper. Flat white leather sandals with straps wrap my ankles, my calves taut, my thighs trembling. My smooth black hair cascades over my shoulders, strands stuck with sweat, brushing my tits, tickling my burning skin. A seashell bracelet glints on my wrist, and my plump lips, painted red, moan, “Take me, Master, ” ready to suck your cock.