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