Captivating Passion: harmony naked

Waves crash behind her in harmony naked. Naked, skin kissed purple by sunset, she lies back on warm sand. Salt air fills her lungs as she spreads wide and whispers “Only the ocean hears harmony naked tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “harmony naked… deeper… harmony naked…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, harmony naked!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “harmony naked, harmony naked, harmony naked!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.