Sensual Encounters: forced deep throat

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