Erotic Tales of small naked tits

On a deserted beach at twilight in small naked tits, 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 small naked tits with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “small naked tits” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “small naked tits, small naked tits, deeper small naked tits” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “small naked tits” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “small naked tits” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.