Discovering the Secret Side of masturbating in drive thru

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