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