Discovering the Hidden Adventures of sky sky

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