Hidden Dreams of hot wet nurses

Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in hot wet nurses. Crystal water reveals tropical fish beneath her spread thighs as she lies back naked. Sun warms her skin while cool ocean air tightens her nipples. “Dive into hot wet nurses with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “hot wet nurses” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “hot wet nurses, deeper, hot wet nurses!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “hot wet nurses” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “hot wet nurses” pleasure.