Well I thought it more discrete.......

than.... I'll slide that bikini to the side then spread those tight butt cheeks apart and gently run my tongue down the warm space in between until I reach that beautiful shaved honey-pot. Alternating circles around your clit with short darting movements in and out of your ever-moistening pussy...tinged with the taste of your juices and the slightest hint of salt air. Stopping only to occasionally suck the lips....leaving you to wonder what was coming next.
Only after you call out my name and make it clear what you must have next....would I enter you slowly at first...and start with short strokes in and out...bringing you to the point of bliss that only primal lust and anticipation can. As our mutual thrusting gains force and momentum, I grab your hair, wrap it around my hand, and continue with reckless abandon as the sounds of our moaning are drowned out only by the symphony of sounds created when two bodies are slapping together in perfect harmony.
Eventually I can hold out no more, as much as I would love to prolong the intensity and nirvana of your body indefinitely, and spray my seed over your sun drenched back...in beautiful crystalline droplets that gleam in the afternoon sun.
As we collapse on the sand together, the sweat and flesh from our bodies becoming one in the afterglow.........
we look up and realize we've startled the shit out of some old guy with a metal detector just out looking for change the Spring Breakers left behind.

THAT.....is Bingo Bango Boingo!
(so see? I was being discrete, and chit, not saying all that)

Just sayin'