Originally, Anthony couldn't see anything. But now, Sandra's beautiful body was fully visible to him.
Sandra's slender, fair neck emerged above the water. Even her beautiful chest gently swayed just below the surface, brushed by the ripples of the water.
Anthony had never seen such soft, fair skin, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Sandra scooped up water and poured it over herself, letting the droplets fall back into the water. She casually gathered her long, black hair. A wet, stray strand clung to her neck. She lightly flicked it away with her fingertips, inadvertently brushing over the faint pink of her areola.
Anthony felt his mouth go dry, and a certain part of him stiffened involuntarily.
He wished he could become that droplet, to touch her soft, beautiful body so closely.
