Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in split sex position. 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 split sex position with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “split sex position” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “split sex position, deeper, split sex position!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “split sex position” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “split sex position” pleasure.