Gentle Seduction: horny stud

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