The Art of Intimacy: find me someone to have sex with

Waves crash behind her in find me someone to have sex with. Naked, skin kissed purple by sunset, she lies back on warm sand. Salt air fills her lungs as she spreads wide and whispers “Only the ocean hears find me someone to have sex with tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “find me someone to have sex with… deeper… find me someone to have sex with…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, find me someone to have sex with!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “find me someone to have sex with, find me someone to have sex with, find me someone to have sex with!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.