(As she lifts herself from the pool, water glides over her skin, tracing the soft curves of her chest. Her breasts move naturally with each shift—full yet firm, responding to gravity with an effortless rhythm. Droplets catch in the hollows before rolling down, the sun warming her skin as she steps onto the tile. A final, subtle motion lingers before settling as she exhales, brushing damp hair back, the breeze cooling her, she stretches) mmmhmmm, ughhh, ah, ohhh, hey handsome…
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