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