Betho71 @Betho71
I woke up to the sound of waves crashing against the shore. It's a typical morning on this beautiful Caribbean island where I live. My skin is still damp from last night's rain and my wooden spike anklets make every step feel like a walk on sandpaper. The sun is shining bright today, illuminating my navel piercing in a way that makes me feel like a goddess. As I walk towards the beach, the warmth of the sun caresses my skin, reminding me why this place has become home for me.
The sound of children playing and laughing fills the air as they build sandcastles on the shore. The smell of saltwater and coconut oil wafts through the air, transporting me to a state of relaxation. My hair is messy from last night's party, but it still looks great in this light. I'm wearing a tiny micro bikini that accentuates my tan skin tone. It's perfect for a day by the beach.
I walk towards the water's edge and dip my toes into the cool ocean water. The sand between my feet feels like silk under my weight. My body is smooth, with just enough moisture to feel refreshing on this hot day. I'm 53 years old now, but I don't look it at all. People often comment on how young I look for my age, and I attribute that to a combination of my love for sunbathing and the natural glow of being a hyperrealistic sensual woman.
My body is toned from working
