Golden hour bathes three sun-kissed beauties in “paola vega” as waves crash nearby. “paola vega” begins with bikinis discarded, mouths exploring salty skin and slick folds in the sand. They form a chain in “paola vega”, each tongue buried deep while fingers fuck from behind. Toys appear in “paola vega”, filling every hole as the sun dips low. Orgasms crash like waves in “paola vega”, bodies quaking under the fading light. “paola vega” ends with tangled limbs and the taste of ocean and desire. Paradise found in “paola vega”. (250 words)