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