A little diddy to go along with the Pride Competition.

My fingertips dance on what tingles as I watch her bountiful ass play peekaboo in the rise and fall of the water. 

I envy the ocean lapping between her legs, issuing frothy kisses. 

Her nipples pop out torturing my tongue.

I want her. I am told to want a him. 

Distracting my lustful eyes, a bottle washes up beside me with a message to my heart. 

I smile. Untying my bikini, I walk naked, proudly facing the waves to reach her. 

“I see you got the message,” she whispers, nibbling my lobe, sliding fingers inside me.

 

 

 

 

 

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