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