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She gives me a shy smile that makes me want to bend her over right there and says, “I didn’t want to wash you off.”
I lean in close as if I’m whispering a secret. “I’ll make more,” I say with a grin. I can’t help but touch her when she’s this close, and she lets out a small gasp when I run my finger along the top of her bikini bottoms, letting it slide a little bit below the waistband so I can feel the hidden skin beneath.
Looking out at the floating dock that’s a couple hundred feet out, I say, “Meet me at the dock.” I run my finger up her stomach to caress the swell of her tits. “I need to taste you.”
The look she gives me has me adjusting my cock, hoping the waistband of my trunks can keep it contained enough to not be noticeable.
“Don’t make me wait too long,” she says, before running out into the water.
I watch her body as she runs, mesmerized by how fucking gorgeous she is. She dives under and surfaces further out, her arms moving in long, fluid strokes. When she’s almost there,

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