Holy fuck. The way she just stood there. Dripping wet and next-to-naked. She was a contrast of extremes—a body like a damn porn star, soft brown eyes conveying innocence. Feigning innocence, actually. Little did I know that while all I could see was her blond hair and big eyes bobbing above the waves, underneath, she was finger fucking herself. I’m glad I hadn’t found it out then and there, because the sight of her alone had wound me up tighter than a drum. If she’d told me her pussy was still fresh from an orgasm, there’s not a chance I would have been able to resist picking her up and
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