tru encompass beauty: A Journey Through Mystery, Discovery, and Hope

Flames roar behind her in tru encompass beauty. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for tru encompass beauty,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “tru encompass beauty!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “tru encompass beauty” essence back to the sea.