cry of the seagull
crashing of waves
against stone
and the calls of
"Yes, Yes, OH YES!"
of my buxom curvy companion
scent of salt air and tanning lotion
bouncing jiggling quivering
softly comfortable
stimulating orgasmic
she laying
on oversized beach towel
she laying
beneath me
body to body
flesh to flesh
bouncing jiggling quivering
softly comfortable
stimulating orgasmic
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