By crystalline water, “mariana martix jordi” lounges topless in a tiny bikini bottom, suntan lotion glistening on her curves. She unties the strings in “mariana martix jordi,” letting the fabric fall, then rubs the slippery lotion everywhere—especially between her thighs. Fingers dip beneath the waistband of nothing at all now; “mariana martix jordi” 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. “mariana martix jordi” is summer heat turned up to pure erotic fire. (251 words)