She slides forward and straddles me. In the soapy, sweet-smelling water, she is a goddess. She smiles down at me before capturing my mouth for a kiss. I guide my dick into her opening for another round. I’m hard again, even though I just came and ruined her dress.
She sighs as she sinks downward on me just a little bit at a time. Then she’s rocking on top of me, water splashing around us. Her breasts are bobbing in the water. I kiss her throat when she throws her head back as her speed picks up.
“Oh!” she squeals, like she’s surprised by her orgasm. Feeling her muscles contract around me pulls my orgasm out of me. I come inside of her. We’ve never used protection, and I’m not about to start now.
When she comes down from her climax, she opens her eyes and kisses me gently.
“That was a beautiful anniversary present.” She gets off of my lap and then I put my arm around her as she rests her head on my shoulder. I kiss her forehead.
“I have a surprise for you, too.”
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