Italian Beauty

Story - Morning on the slopes of the Italian Riviera, just outside Naples, Ella Milano is putting on her makeup. Glancing at her body, she wonders if it's as shapely and sexy as it once was? Reaffirming her confidence, she takes stock of her assets. Are her breasts still as pretty, are they full enough, is my ass sagging, she wonders? What about my thighs and my pussy are they still attractive? Probing and thrusting fingers confirm what in her heart she already knew. . . indeed Ella you are a hot, delicious, unbearably sexy woman. Why ever would she think otherwise. . . What's your opinion?