Tan lines from years of bikinis mark her thighs as she braces herself on a towel, stockings sagging at the knees. Ass up, cheeks spread just enough to see that glistening slit—already dripping with need. He doesn’t ask twice before slamming into her from behind, fingers digging into those soft hips like he’s been waiting his whole life for this moment. She pushes back hard, taking every inch until they’re both gasping and sweating under the summer sun.