Sensual Encounters: cumming with no hands

Waves crash behind her in cumming with no hands. 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 cumming with no hands tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “cumming with no hands… deeper… cumming with no hands…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, cumming with no hands!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “cumming with no hands, cumming with no hands, cumming with no hands!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.