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Michael let out a snort. "To hell with that, then!"
Abruptly he dropped his swimming shorts and stood naked before
her, the rays of the descending sun making his skin glow orange.
Caught up in the moment, Jo followed suit, giggling.
Suddenly she felt like a wild teenager, relentlessly alive and
eager for pleasure.
With a whoop Michael ran for the water, plunging in up to his
waist and splashing about like a madman.
She was only a few steps behind him, diving into the welcoming
waves. She relished the feel of ocean against her bare skin,
swirling against her breasts and between her legs like a liquid
lover.
Kicking and splashing at each other, they lost themselves in the
moment, chuckling and panting.
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