mound of venus: Adventures Beyond Your Imagination and Hope

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