Get your bearings

You study the scene around you as you are just shocked, having no clue where you are. The freakishly clear water in front of you and really no one else in sight as you look over finding a mostly deserted beach with the exception of a float shaped like a pizza. Dragging it out to the ocean, then laying down on it, you feel the warm sun against your skin. Everything is so different as you slowly run your tongue against your lips, you feel your nipples roughly brush against the bikini and the cleavage responding to every little breath, every little movement. You close your eyes, enjoying these feelings and find yourself thinking and saying to yourself...