goddess delilah: Adventures Beyond Your Dreams and Hopes

On a deserted beach at twilight in goddess delilah, waves kiss her ankles as she peels off her sundress. Salt air hardens her nipples instantly. She drops to the sand, legs wide to the dying sun, fingers sliding through glistening folds. “Feel goddess delilah with me,” she invites the ocean, moaning “goddess delilah” with every rolling wave. She fucks herself slowly at first, then frantically, sand sticking to wet thighs while “goddess delilah, goddess delilah, deeper goddess delilah” spills from her lips. The tide creeps closer; cold water laps at her ass just as she comes, squirting into the surf and screaming “goddess delilah” loud enough for distant gulls to hear. She lies there afterward, tracing lazy “goddess delilah” patterns in the wet sand between her legs.