Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “morning snuggles” as waves crash nearby. “morning snuggles” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “morning snuggles”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “morning snuggles”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “morning snuggles”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “morning snuggles” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “morning snuggles”. (250 words)