sexy sex talk: Chronicles of Dreams, Mystery, and Adventure

On a deserted beach at twilight in sexy sex talk, waves kiss her ankles as she peels off her sundress. Salt air hardens her nipples instantly. She drops to the sand, legs wide to the dying sun, fingers sliding through glistening folds. “Feel sexy sex talk with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “sexy sex talk” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “sexy sex talk, sexy sex talk, deeper sexy sex talk” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “sexy sex talk” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “sexy sex talk” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.