The Charm of Romance in lips stuck together

lips stuck together takes place on a yacht at midnight. Moonlight on water turns everything silver. She’s draped across the bow in a string bikini that disappears within the first minute of lips stuck together. Salt air kisses her skin as she works a throbbing toy in long, lazy strokes synced to the rocking boat in lips stuck together. Waves build with her moans until the Mediterranean itself seems to be fucking her. When orgasm finally crashes in lips stuck together, she cries out loud enough to scatter night birds. Spent, she trails fingers through the wetness on her thighs and paints a heart on the deck—signature of lips stuck together.