Naked Hot Tub
Floating in the steamy hot water, my good girl senses completely abandon me as I feel everyone's lusty eyes roam over my naked body.
Nude, except for a wispy thin cotton robe hugging my slaying curves, I walk on my black stilettoes towards the resort spa, closely following the signs. Obscured in the rear end of the terrace, behind a frosted-glass door, the steaming hot tub emits a serene blue hue casting a mystical aura. It's a splendid evening with a fine breeze, the humming water jets drowning the city clatter. The glowing white moon against the pict...