Tan lines from her bikini bottom still glistening as she drops to her knees on jagged rocks by the water. Wet lips wrapped tight, fingers digging into his thighs like she’s been waiting for this. He grabs her hair and pushes deeper—no gagging, just moans that carry over the waves. Asshole peeking out of those tiny white panties as he fucks her mouth slow at first, then faster when she starts gagging just enough. Sand sticks between their bodies but neither cares—someone could walk up any second and they’d keep going.
