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