Icarus
It's early morning. The sun is bouncing off the ocean, filling the sky with oranges and dark blues. The air is warm. It's a tropical climate. And on a pier jutting out into a calm bay, Mabelle, fully nude, walks. She was awoken early by an urge. The urge to fly. She is nude because that's the way nature made her. She is returning to the primal spaces, the intimate feelings. She has nothing to hide, and she knows the camera will capture her every gesture and emotion. It's time for her to take to the sky to live her dreams. Perfect, sensual, supple, alive, erotic. That is Mabelle. And as she mounts the wings onto her back and begins to stand and soar, you can see the arousal in her flesh. Her nipples are hard, her skin is electrified, and her pulse is racing. Mabelle is approaching ecstasy. Come fly with her into the sun.