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touching them, then lowered the cloth to wash her belly. “Raise your right foot.”
    She followed directions and I bent to slip my arm behind her knee and support her while I carefully washed and massaged her foot and calf, then switched to the other side and did the same. When both her feet were firmly back on the smooth sandy bottom of the pool, I leaned to catch one nipple in my mouth while I slid the cloth softly over her mound.
    Her surprised hissed echoed loud across the water, but I didn’t relent, moving the cloth to her ass while parting her folds with my other hand for gentle strokes on her hard clit. A frustrated whimper drew me closer, and I lifted her astride my waist.
    The head of my cock pressing against the heat of her entrance drew a choked groan from me. “I love you Tara.” My hips rocked to slide me inside her heat while her legs tightened around me, drawing me deeper.
    Moving carefully, I took us to water that came up on my chest, where I could use her buoyancy to help her rise and lower herself on me. It wasn’t all that easy to maintain my balance and keep us upright, but the need for caution only added to our desperation. Frantic, I increased our tempo for a few strokes, until she clenched around me and she muffled her low cry against my neck. Several more thrusts and I emptied into her with one of the most powerful orgasms I’d ever experienced.
    We held each other until the storm passed and managed to breathe again. Our washing up finished, I kissed her, sorry that the intimacy was over already. Try as I might, I couldn’t stop kissing, every taste demanding more until I was fucking hard again. With Tara unsatisfied still, it made a second round imminent. “Back on my cock, love. Play with your pretty clit this time. You need to have an orgasm.”
    The whimper she gave screamed yes, yes. With my first orgasm down, a second would be easy to pace. “Take your sweet fucking time, I want you to have a good one.”
    She panted, already well on the way, moving up and down with her eyes closed, one hand on her clit, the other clawing at my shoulder. “They’re always good,” she whispered.
    “Mmmm, is your clit hard sweetheart?”
    She opened her eyes halfway and nodded, biting on her lower lip.
    I reached a hand behind her and stroked my finger on her puckered ass. She gave a sharp cry.
    “Look at you how beautiful you are.” I kissed at her parted lips, working the tip of my finger inside her until her cries sharpened and her nails dug into my shoulder. I kissed her faster, her approaching orgasm gripping my cock till I growled. “I love how you want my finger in your ass, you know that?” Her body locked up with the first explosion of climax and she choked on cry after cry as she rode it with her head thrown back. The fucking amazing sight hurled me into that dimension of us, always and forever, untouchable and complete. Locked in its embrace, I held her close to me, letting my soul take in the precious gift, knowing that in ten seconds, it was over, like the end of the fucking world.
    She kissed me softly after, and I moved us in the cool water, the tendrils of that amazing moment, licking in the air around us still. She smiled against my lips. “Now I’m hungry.”
    I gave a light gasp of pretend shock. “Whaaaaat? I thought I satisfied your every waking need?” I slid my lips and nose along hers laughing with her. “Okay, fine. We get dressed and go see if there’s any fried fish and chips waiting for us.”
    She moaned in longing for what we would definitely not have as I made my way to the bank with her.
    Tara put on her black sports bra and matching briefs which was far from decent in my mind. I used my belt to make a skirt with my t-shirt and grudgingly called it modest. When I suggested I wear only my briefs she furiously refused. “So you want to prance around with your dick sculpted in black spandex?” she’d asked, totally pissed.
    I fucking loved that she was so