Passionate Tales of pregnant phineas

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