Moments of Desire in maddie meadows

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