athena pleasures begins in a sun-drenched loft filled with plants. She’s barefoot in nothing but an oversized linen shirt, and athena pleasures adores how the fabric brushes her thighs as she moves. In athena pleasures, she lets the shirt fall open, sunlight painting gold across her breasts. Kneeling among the greenery, she trails a single vine leaf down her body before her own fingers take over in athena pleasures. The slow, deliberate circles she draws grow slick under the lens of athena pleasures. Her head falls back against a monstera leaf as the first orgasm ripples through her in athena pleasures, soft and sun-soaked. A second, stronger wave follows almost immediately—athena pleasures captures every tremor. When she finally smiles lazily at the camera in athena pleasures, dewdrops of sweat glisten like morning on her skin. athena pleasures is summer incarnate.