Sunlit and sensual, “squidward smelling” features a toned blonde on a balcony overlooking the ocean. She starts in a barely-there white bikini, but “squidward smelling” doesn’t keep it on long. Peeling the top away, she cups her own breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples while the breeze hardens them further. In “squidward smelling” she unties the bottoms, letting them drop, then sits on the railing with legs wide. The golden hour light of “squidward smelling” bathes her glistening folds as she strokes herself deliberately, hips rolling. Every moan in “squidward smelling” grows louder, more desperate, until she throws her head back and comes hard, thighs quivering in the sunset glow of “squidward smelling”.