Tales of Hidden Erotic Desire and Pleasure in miu suzuha

On a deserted beach at twilight in miu suzuha, waves kiss her ankles as she peels off her sundress. Salt air hardens her nipples instantly. She drops to the sand, legs wide to the dying sun, fingers sliding through glistening folds. “Feel miu suzuha with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “miu suzuha” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “miu suzuha, miu suzuha, deeper miu suzuha” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “miu suzuha” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “miu suzuha” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.