Are you for sex on the beach with the uri?

There is a uri of paradise waiting for you there on the rock by the sea in Marseille for sex on the beach.
Imagine yourself singing: "On a rock eaten by a wild wave, one dusk I had sat down for a while to reflect". So where you were gazing and thinking, suddenly a Nereid, a nymph, a goddess emerges from the sea.
The dark-haired, mythical Erato of your dreams. That goddess who awakens love. Who knows its secrets and rejoices in it in all its glory. So she is next to you, not as a mythical creature, but as a living woman with flesh and blood. Next to you is Ness.
She is a model who lives in France, but through her nude photoshoots, she travels everywhere. She gets into your mind and drives you crazy. Her body full of promise, femininity and a glow that makes you sweat, burn.
A white skirt, both innocent and guiltily erotic. A white T-shirt stuck to her breasts. Her nipples make the shirt… blush. When the fabric gets wet, it leaves nothing to the imagination, or rather, you imagine everything.

A thong comes for sex on the beach

Then she gets caught in your nets. A fishnet skirt, playful, that Ness lowers to her waist. That's when your mind goes wild. The sea is calm, but you have a storm in your head. She stands next to you, topless now.
Her breasts are divine, as artists were inspired to depict them on amphorae. Her nipples are dark in the center of each breast. Her gaze is provocative, she looks at you with lust in her eyes. She knows how beautiful she is. She knows what she provokes.
She plays with you, slowly, voluptuously, with the comfort of a woman who has learned to be a goddess in the body she inhabits. There is no vulgarity in the setting. Only raw eroticism. Her skin is moist, illuminated by the evening light. Her lips are ready to tell you stories of the sea.
The goddess doesn't need to do anything else. She just exists. Ness is a fantasy. She is a Muse from a dream. And when you see her, you think: "I wish this dusk would end with sex on the beach."