Full cheeks gripped hard, denim rough against smooth skin, pink fabric twisted in fists before it rips free. Exposed pussy takes the first deep slide right by ocean rocks, her body jolting with each pump, salt air thick on slick curves. Towel under her back scratches as legs splay, heavy tits heaving while fingers jam into open mouth. Hand clamps thigh, pulling her into missionary grind on sand-specked fabric — weight pressing down, sweat beading, unyielding outdoor pound that leaves her gasping amid crashing waves.