Savannah Bond. Holy shit. This girl walked into the room and my jaw hit the floor. She is from Sydney Australia and you can tell right away. That sun kissed skin. That laid back confidence. That smile that says I know Im hot but I dont need to prove it to anyone. I found this photo set she did last year and I have been staring at it for way too long.
She is tall. Like really tall for a girl. Long legs that go on forever. A narrow waist and hips that curve out just right. Her tits are fake but in the best way. Soft. Round. Natural looking. Big but not ridiculous. They sit high on her chest. Her hair is honey blonde. Warm. Sunlight caught in her hair kind of blonde. And her face. Big brown eyes. Full lips.
This shoot was done in a hotel room with floor to ceiling windows and a big white bed. The sun was setting. Golden hour. She starts off wearing a white robe. Nothing underneath. She unties the belt and lets it fall open. Then she pushes it off and drops it to the floor. Naked. Standing in front of that big window with the city behind her. She puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head. That smile says caught you looking. I dont mind.
Her ass is incredible. Round. Firm. Two perfect handfuls. She lies back on the bed. Her hair spreads out on the white pillowcase. One arm over her head. She touches herself. Not performing. Just feeling good. She comes hard. Whole body freezes. Toes curl. Back arches. Then she collapses into the bed. Sweat on her lower back. Hair messy. That smile of pure satisfaction. Savannah Bond is different. Not trying to be cute. Just herself. Hot. Confident. A little bit wild. That Australian energy is real.
