Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “why does not pulling out feel so good” as waves crash nearby. “why does not pulling out feel so good” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “why does not pulling out feel so good”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “why does not pulling out feel so good”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “why does not pulling out feel so good”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “why does not pulling out feel so good” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “why does not pulling out feel so good”. (250 words)