that korra edit: Adventures Beyond Your Imagination and Reality

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