gag extreme: Chronicles of a Life Full of Wonders

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