Mera

The royal redhead should have been at the royal court that day - the King of Atlantis was expecting her - but instead she'd swam to her secret grotto to satiate her desires. She looked at its many pleasures that she'd gathered over the years - the gadgets and gizmos aplenty - but no, she decided to go for some good old-fashioned fun.

She floated, peeling off her green leggings, and harnessed her hard=water powers. Hard was the operative word as the aqueous member she'd created slammed into her moist pussy repeatedly, thus simultaneously proving to her that it was hotter under the water and better down where it's wetter.

"Aah=aah=ahh," she moaned, her voice echoing through the sea, as enrapturement echoed through her body. "Aah-aah-aah." So lost in the moment was Mera, that she never even considered the possibility that someone might hear.