The Art of Femininity in melo imai

Bikini abandoned on the deck chair, melo imai floats naked in the pool. Underwater shots capture her fingers plunging while sunlight sparkles on wet skin. Surfacing, she straddles the pool edge, spreading wide and rubbing furiously, chanting “melo imai” to the open sky until she comes so hard her screams of “melo imai” echo across the water.