Moans low as she pulls a bikini bottom over her thick hips—‘Fuck, this one’s tighter than I thought’—while peeking at the mirror like she suspects an audience. First try: straps dig into her tits as she struggles with the clasp behind her back. Second try? Blue lace thong rides up too fast; she catches herself and bites her lip before adjusting again, slower this time. ‘Should’ve worn these years ago,’ she mutters, but doesn’t stop posing for whoever might be listening through that wall.
