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