By crystalline water, “alberto sordi in -il dentone -” lounges topless in a tiny bikini bottom, suntan lotion glistening on her curves. She unties the strings in “alberto sordi in -il dentone -,” letting the fabric fall, then rubs the slippery lotion everywhere—especially between her thighs. Fingers dip beneath the waistband of nothing at all now; “alberto sordi in -il dentone -” captures every slick sound as she masturbates shamelessly under the sun. Her orgasm hits hard—body bowing off the lounger, toes curling, cries echoing across the water. “alberto sordi in -il dentone -” is summer heat turned up to pure erotic fire. (251 words)