Moaning low as the tide rolls in, her fingers slick with lube slide over her soaked folds. The blonde’s back arches off the sand, tits bouncing with every shallow thrust of her own toy. Salt air mixes with the scent of her arousal while she works herself raw, legs trembling as pleasure spikes. She bites her lip hard enough to leave marks, thighs slick with sweat and sea spray. Can you hear her gasping between waves? The way her hips jerk up off the sand tells you she’s not stopping anytime soon.