Captivating Allure: normani naked

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