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