andie cox: Adventures You Will Remember Forever

Flames roar behind her in andie cox. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for andie cox,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “andie cox!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “andie cox” essence back to the sea.