Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in squirt positions. Crystal water reveals tropical fish beneath her spread thighs as she lies back naked. Sun warms her skin while cool ocean air tightens her nipples. “Dive into squirt positions with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “squirt positions” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “squirt positions, deeper, squirt positions!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “squirt positions” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “squirt positions” pleasure.