The neon pink rides the windy surface while she tries to keep afloat, balancing on all fours, her tan knees and elbows pressing dimples into the see-through plastic. We bought the inflatable on the way to the beach at Estérel, south of France. I am paddling right behind, looking up at the hovering view of her naked body, as the proverbial carrot.
I watch her pussy peeking out like a perfect peach from an angle that I have not yet seen. A…
