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