Behind the Scenes of casting coeds: Adventures and Secrets

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