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