he felt like a fish at the end of
an iron
speared
she angled him
she jiggled the lure
then
finally knowing in the back of his skull
what he was doing but convincing himself he didnt he rose
he had to placate his bestial
nature he rarely did he
was usually better than that
she was not errantshe lunged she
got him she wasnt letting go
the water
churnedit slapped her in the facesloshed up on her white blouse drenching
it it went palepink where it stuck to
her skin darker and peaked at her
aureoles
she
had him
she wasnt letting go
she steered him
worked him
he submitted
still grasping him she crawled
into the water beside him
she was
going to finish him off
he thought shed be quickmerciful
she wasnt
there was no escape
he erupted
by then fighting back the best he
could tore her blouse open pinched her nipples
erupting he hurled hot gobs and laces
on her chest and throat and face
she kept at him unmercifully greedily
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