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