Eventually, you felt the tight cheeks begin moving rhythmically around you as Jyotsa began walking across the beach. No doubt she was enjoying feeling your body dragged around like you're caught in continuous strike-slip faults, but eventually she asked you—presumably in a less-occupied part of the beach—if you were doing alright in there. After squirming a bit in your cramped confines to make sure your voice would reach, you reassured her that you were fine. Hearing that, she let out a chuckle, immediately messing with you and compressing around you a few times by shaking her hips. She then asked a simple question: Where, exactly, did you want her to carry you? There were plenty of places, after all...