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