A Glimpse into Desire: jenni elysia

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