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