A lone figure, a beach chick, finds herself drawn to the edge of the shore, the sun dipping low, casting a warm glow over her tanned skin. She kicks off her flip-flops, feeling the sand squish between her toes, as she walks towards the water. But the tide isn't the only thing pulling at her. Her body aches for release, and she can't resist the temptation any longer. She walks into the shallow water, the waves lapping at her thighs, and begins to touch herself, her fingers working magic on her clit, her other hand squeezing her breast, the cool water a stark contrast to the heat building inside her. She moans, the sound lost in the wind, as she comes undone in the embrace of the sea.