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Skinny dipping with the bad girl(2)
We kept to opposite sides of the pool. At first, she kept wary eyes on me, but as I swam quietly or just floated, careful to keep to my side, she seemed to relax and enjoy herself. The peculiar feel of water flowing over my bare c**k and ass felt weird but incredible. After a while the strangeness faded and it felt almost normal. In the back of my mind was a constant worry we'd get caught, but I reasoned that wasn't likely: the Mason home stood in the middle of a cul-de-sac, the street ending in a paved circle just large enough to turn a car around in. Two other houses stood a good distance away on either side. Before climbing into the back yard, I noted the neighboring houses were dark as the Mason's with no cars in the driveways. Whoever she was, she seemed at home in the water and sw
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