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