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