Unlocking Hidden Beauty in how to please yourself

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