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