reverse doggy sex: Adventures Beyond Imagination and Hope

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