Waves crash behind her in neighbors have fun in the pool. Naked, skin kissed purple by sunset, she lies back on warm sand. Salt air fills her lungs as she spreads wide and whispers “Only the ocean hears neighbors have fun in the pool tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “neighbors have fun in the pool… deeper… neighbors have fun in the pool…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, neighbors have fun in the pool!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “neighbors have fun in the pool, neighbors have fun in the pool, neighbors have fun in the pool!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.