Endless summer

Endless summer clings to them like a second skin. Alexa Nicole and Charisma Capelli drift in wearing nearly nothing, skin poured into scraps of bikini so small they barely deserve the name. Tiny triangles ride high on Alexa’s hips, exposing the full curve of her ass, while thin straps barely cup her breasts. Charisma chose red—a dress that starts mid-thigh but might as well be an afterthought, every step flashing smooth skin and the soft slope of each breast beneath the silky fabric. They don’t walk so much as move in warm, deliberate rhythm, the sway of thigh and hip drawing the eye like heat off asphalt.