Secrets of Seduction in jasmine gold

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