She could feel his warm breath and her skin bristled without remedy. His kisses and murmurs were becoming more intense and frequent. - Oh my God, how much she was enjoying it! Was it possible to lose track of time and get caught up in so many sensations? She wondered. - Yes, it was happening and she didn't want it to end. He whispered to her: "leave everything in my hands my love" and caressed her ear with his wet and dilated tongue. She felt vulnerable. Her heart was beating fast. She threw her head back, abandoning herself to him, feeling the depth of his kisses around her shoulders and throat...

In a matter of seconds, she was there, lying on the shore of the beach, lost between the caresses of her man's formidable hands under her dress and those passion-filled kisses she couldn't resist.

She surprise herself moaning uncontrollably in his arms and nothing else mattered. He knew how to possess every part of her body and hold her gaze with those penetrating eyes. Suddenly she wanted to relive those sensations by lying down in the same place of that April afternoon. After all, no one could ever take away the taste of her memories....

It was amazing the way her body responded just by remembering it. - Oh... yes, there it was again, her skin burning with desire and her lower abdomen throbbing to the beat of her thirsty heart!. He closed his eyes, arched his back in pleasure, and there under the magic of the sunset and the foam of the waves bathing her naked body, he felt her fleshy lips again. No! It was not the sequence of his exciting memories. He had come, ready to take the place he thought belonged to him...