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