The sun scorched the golden sand, and the sea breeze carried a salty, damp scent. I wore a thin white bikini, my large breasts almost bursting through the fabric, trembling slightly with each step. My boss's hand quietly slid up to my waist, his fingertips caressing my sensitive skin through the soaked fabric. He chuckled and pushed me down onto the sand under the parasol. The rough sand prickled my back, but it couldn't compare to the heat of his burning penis pressed against my thighs. He ripped off my swim trunks, and without any preamble, he thrust his hips forward, his thick glans forcefully forcing open my tight opening, plunging straight into my core. I gasped, but he gripped my waist and began to thrust wildly, each stroke sending my breasts swaying, my juices flowing down my thighs and into the sand. The sound of the waves drowned out my uncontrollable moans. He leaned down and bit my earlobe, growling, "Slut, you're so tight," before a gush of hot semen shot deep into my womb. I collapsed onto the beach, my legs still convulsing. The afterglow of my orgasm made my pussy contract incessantly, greedily sucking on his penis.
