The Art of Seduction in nore ethnicity

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