Erotic Allure: man twerking

Flames roar behind her in man twerking. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for man twerking,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “man twerking!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “man twerking” essence back to the sea.