Romantic Adventures in gianna michaels alexis texas

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