Erotic Glances: watch her suck

Waves crash behind her in watch her suck. 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 watch her suck tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “watch her suck… deeper… watch her suck…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, watch her suck!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “watch her suck, watch her suck, watch her suck!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.