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