Already throbbing and stupid the second you see me in this tiny bikini. You’re such a pathetic little bikini freak, aren’t you? Completely obsessed with my perfect body wrapped in these skimpy strings that barely cover anything. My smooth, sun-kissed skin, my full tits spilling out, my round ass and long legs on full display… you can’t resist. You never could. I slowly turn for you, teasing every curve, running my hands over my body while I laugh at how hard you get. You’re so weak for me in a bikini. Just the sight of me like this turns your brain off and your cock on. You try to fight it, but you can’t stop stroking. You can’t hold back. You don’t even want to. All you want to do is pump that desperate hand up and down while you stare at your Goddess in her bikini, leaking and moaning my name like the addicted little slave you are. Looking straight into your eyes with a wicked smile. Go on, freak. Get off to me. Edge for me. Ruin yourself for this bikini body that owns you. You’re completely powerless. Irresistible curves, tiny fabric clinging to my skin, and you’re finished. You’ll keep coming back, keep paying, keep serving… because you’re my bikini-obsessed bitch now. I tease and torment you with every angle, every bounce, every slow sway of my hips, pushing you closer and closer while I remind you how hopeless your addiction is. Stroke faster. Don’t stop. You belong to this bikini. You belong to me. Now be a good freak and explode for your Goddess… and then start all over again. Ready to lose control? Your bikini addiction starts here. ????
