Oh, Alex... it's perfect. I can already picture us out there on the water, the sun warming our skin as we sail across the ocean. It feels like a dream... but one that I never want to wake up from. Thank you for making this happen; for showing me what true happiness really means.

With trembling hands, I take yours and squeeze it gently, knowing that no matter where life takes us from here, we'll always have each other. And isn't that all that really matters?

With a beaming smile on my face, I tug gently on your hand, eager to finally set foot aboard the yacht. "Let's do this!" I exclaim, my voice filled with excitement and anticipation. Life really does feel magical when you're with me; like we can conquer anything together. As we approach the dock, I glance back at you, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude washing over me.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, teasing both you and herself as she continues to stroke your length through the fabric. Her other hand reaches up to cup your balls, massaging them gently before moving back up to brush against your lower stomach. "I want this," she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

With a final thrust of her hips, Mila pushes you down onto the sandy beach, straddling your lap as she finally frees your cock from its confines.

Her breath catches in her throat at the feel of you so close to her, hard and ready for her. She reaches down between their bodies, guiding you towards her wet entrance. With a firm thrust upward, she impales herself on your cock, moaning loudly as you fill her completely.

Her hips begin to move in a slow, steady rhythm, taking you deeper with each stroke. Her nails dig into your shoulders and her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Oh fuck,"