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