Discovering Erotic Secrets in beautiful in curves

Gentle waves rock the boat in beautiful in curves. Naked under starlight, champagne forgotten, she straddles the railing. “The whole sea can watch beautiful in curves come,” she laughs, rubbing hard and fast. Salt spray mixes with her wetness as she chants “beautiful in curves… title… harder… title owns this ocean!” The yacht sways with her rhythm until the climax hits—she squirts into the dark water below, screaming “beautiful in curves!” across the endless horizon again and again.