Black bikini pulled tight over heavy tits in the cove

She slipped away to the hidden cove once the last boat pulled away, craving some quiet time alone with the water and her body. The black bikini felt thin and useless against her skin the moment the turquoise waves rose past her hips. Her hands worked the wet material, pulling it tight under her full tits so the fabric pressed against her hard nipples. Small fish darted around her legs as she shifted her weight, the gentle current making the bikini slip lower with every slow rock of her hips.