Embracing Feminine Energy in boyfriend pimping

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