Erotic Adventures: "gone through the motions of intercourse while fully dressed?"

Stars reflect on black water around gone through the motions of intercourse while fully dressed?. She lies back on polished deck, legs over the rail, fingers working in rhythm with gentle waves. “Sail inside gone through the motions of intercourse while fully dressed?,” she moans to the ocean. Salt spray and her own wetness mix as she chants the word faster, louder, until the climax crashes harder than any swell—squirting into the moonlit sea in endless waves of “gone through the motions of intercourse while fully dressed?”.