Tales of Intimate Hidden Erotic Stories in blaze amy

Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in blaze amy. Crystal water reveals tropical fish beneath her spread thighs as she lies back naked. Sun warms her skin while cool ocean air tightens her nipples. “Dive into blaze amy with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “blaze amy” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “blaze amy, deeper, blaze amy!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “blaze amy” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “blaze amy” pleasure.