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One in the…
The last pulse is still trembling through her thighs when she feels the slick evidence cooling against her skin. She is naked on the lounger, the white bikini a crumpled heap somewhere near the pool's edge, the evening air touching her bare skin and making her aware of every inch of herself. Her breathing is still ragged, her heart pounding against her ribs.
Her fingers slide down, dipping between her soaked folds once more, the sensitivity still sharp and electric. She is not satisfied. The release has taken the edge off, but it has not quieted the restless hunger that the photo shoot started in her.
She shifts, drawing her knees up, opening herself further. One hand presses two fingers back inside her pussy, slowly at first, working the slickness back into her. With her other hand, she reaches behind, her middle finger finding the tight ring of her asshole, circling it once, then pressing inside with a low, breathy groan. The fullness of both, the double pressure, makes her arch off the lounger. Her eyes fall shut, her head tipping back, and she lets out a shuddering moan, her hips beginning a slow, grinding rhythm between both hands.

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