Neon-green bikini strings cut into sunburnt skin as fingers twist inside her soaked slit. She’s squirming on the rocks before it even begins—legs spread wide, nails clawing at dirt. First touch? A gush of wet heat floods everything. Then the tongue slams down hard, lips locked shut around her clit while hands grip hips like she’s about to break free. When she finally does scream, it’s not from pleasure—it’s because he won’t stop. Cum drips down thighs in thick ropes by the end.
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