Tales of Romance and Sensuality in sexy christmas costume

On a deserted beach at twilight in sexy christmas costume, waves kiss her ankles as she peels off her sundress. Salt air hardens her nipples instantly. She drops to the sand, legs wide to the dying sun, fingers sliding through glistening folds. “Feel sexy christmas costume with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “sexy christmas costume” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “sexy christmas costume, sexy christmas costume, deeper sexy christmas costume” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “sexy christmas costume” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “sexy christmas costume” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.