The water lapping at my ankles was nice and cool, and Jen and I sat there for several moments, enjoying the calm of the scene. I could tell that she couldn’t, either, so I washed over it quickly. Jen gave a moan of approval, so I kept it up. “But it’s still a good find, for us” she pointed out. “It’s just, no one’s ever seen me naked before…” And it was true. Her shiny skin was so beautiful.
We got faster and harder, our moans growing in volume. It felt so alien, so weird, and so… After all, it was, after nine grueling months of hard work, finally Summer vacation. God, that was so hot. I had no idea what she was thinking, if she had liked it or found it repulsive or what. I was slightly embarrassed, I’ll admit that. If you want death of bondage or domination, this is not for you.
