Sunday Night (2016)
As the sun sets in the horizon, Sapphira A is texting while standing next to the sea, the choppy waves lapping against the rocky shore. Before going home to sleep for the night, the attractive woman walks down the coastline wearing a black summer dress. Before her thoughts shift to the messages on her own body, she sends one last message on her phone while she’s in bed. She ran her hands past her tight pink underwear, over her stomach, and down her chest. With her bald pussy free and a mole where her pubic hair used to be, she removes her shoes and slides her underwear down over her tanned thighs. Before removing one breast from her top and gently playing with it, Sapphira caresses her skin sensuously, moving her fingers across swollen areolae. With her soft labia stretched wide and her pink hole slick with her fluids, she moves on the bed to obtain more light on her loins. With her hands stroking every part of her body, she sits up and pulls her top up over her head and breasts. Only a faint trace of hot pink lips peeks out from between the folds that are perfectly tucked between her thighs when she sits like this. She gets up on her hands and knees as a result of her touching, her delicate labia lacking and her peachy ass held in the sunlight. Dreaming of a lover’s touch, Sapphira runs her fingers over her tanned ass, down her ribs and waist, and back across her breasts with delicate strokes.