Sensual Stories: husk nsfw

On a deserted beach at twilight in husk nsfw, waves kiss her ankles as she peels off her sundress. Salt air hardens her nipples instantly. She drops to the sand, legs wide to the dying sun, fingers sliding through glistening folds. “Feel husk nsfw with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “husk nsfw” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “husk nsfw, husk nsfw, deeper husk nsfw” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “husk nsfw” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “husk nsfw” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.