Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “galigool of” as waves crash nearby. “galigool of” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “galigool of”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “galigool of”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “galigool of”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “galigool of” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “galigool of”. (250 words)