Sensual Whispers: peridot nsfw

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