Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “yung grali” as waves crash nearby. “yung grali” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “yung grali”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “yung grali”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “yung grali”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “yung grali” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “yung grali”. (250 words)