She'd found the skimpiest bikini in her closet, a barely-there black and red string bikini. She'd laid out her towel on the busiest spot on the beach and laid back on it. She brought her fingers to her lips, her tongue slowly swirling around them before gently caressing down her body. She spread her legs, her fingers brushing over the material of her bikini bottoms. She moaned softly, rubbing the material against her soft folds.