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