DAKOTA A – VARIGATU – by KARL SIRMI (120) MA

Dakota A picks flowers, gliding through a sea of pink, her long, pale thighs brushing through the blooms, her purple panties and tight bra top singling her out in the lush flora. She bends to pick a bud, her pussy bulging against the material of her panties; the crease of her ass cheeks, paler than her thighs, peeks out. The beauty of the flowers pales in comparison to the natural beauty of Dakota. She lifts her top and cups her firms breasts, her nipples dark and stiff. She climbs out of her underwear. Lying on her back, she lifts her legs high, her feet together, and parts her knees. The triangle of her thighs meets at her crotch. Her dark labia form a heart shape beneath the hood of her clitoris. She wants to show us more. Turning over, she gets onto her hands and knees, her thick labia drooping from her pussy, large enough to fit between finger and thumb. The sun sets on Dakota as she deftly trails a handful of flowers over her thighs and breasts, around her inner being.