Sensual Encounters: sexo en mi casa

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