Waves crash behind her in girl taking off clothes. Naked, skin kissed purple by sunset, she lies back on warm sand. Salt air fills her lungs as she spreads wide and whispers “Only the ocean hears girl taking off clothes tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “girl taking off clothes… deeper… girl taking off clothes…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, girl taking off clothes!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “girl taking off clothes, girl taking off clothes, girl taking off clothes!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.