Caught mid-stream first—petite blonde with long legs pissing right where anyone could walk by. Doesn’t even try to hide it. Then she wipes off, turns around, and spreads just enough so you can see that tight little ass waiting for something thicker than her own fingers. Starts walking toward the rocks but keeps glancing back like she knows someone’s watching. Kicks off her flip-flops and steps onto the wet stones before bending over slow—hands gripping edges of rock as if daring you to grab her hips next. No panties left? Maybe they’re already soaked from earlier. Ass jiggles when she shifts weight, thighs pressed together just enough to tease before parting again.
