Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “cameltoe men” as waves crash nearby. “cameltoe men” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “cameltoe men”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “cameltoe men”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “cameltoe men”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “cameltoe men” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “cameltoe men”. (250 words)