Waves crash behind her in older people sex. 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 older people sex tonight.” Fingers plunge deep, matching the tide’s rhythm, moaning “older people sex… deeper… older people sex…” with every thrust. The sky darkens; her cries grow wilder—“Fuck me like the sea, older people sex!”—until the orgasm roars louder than the surf. She squirts into the sand, body arching, screaming endless “older people sex, older people sex, older people sex!” into the night while stars begin witnessing her private storm.