Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “komisan futa” as waves crash nearby. “komisan futa” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “komisan futa”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “komisan futa”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “komisan futa”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “komisan futa” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “komisan futa”. (250 words)