aunty bj: Adventures Beyond Your Wildest Dreams

On a deserted beach at twilight in aunty bj, 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 aunty bj with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “aunty bj” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “aunty bj, aunty bj, deeper aunty bj” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “aunty bj” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “aunty bj” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.