[ Seemingly reassured by the fact that no one seems to be interested in what they were doing at all, she keeps going; her hand continues on, following this skin from the outside of his thigh to rest on top of it, instead. Ann's attention turns back to him as her fingertips toy with the very edge of the towel that keeps him just barely covered under the water.
She's suddenly very glad her bikini is string-tied. He's a bit more 'easy access' in that regard. ]
I missed you, too. [ She whispers back to him, scooting herself closer and closer until the space between them is gone, and her other arm can easily wrap itself around him. She'd missed him, someone she'd simply connected with, easy and familiar, but also one of the people who'd made her feel comfortable and wanted enough to initiate her first threesome. Something she'd grown very fond of, afterward. ]
Yeah, [ She breathes out, shivering at the fingers tracing the boundary between swimsuit and skin, she props her hip up a bit, offering the knot out to him as yet another invitation, a lot more transparent than the last. ]
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She's suddenly very glad her bikini is string-tied. He's a bit more 'easy access' in that regard. ]
I missed you, too. [ She whispers back to him, scooting herself closer and closer until the space between them is gone, and her other arm can easily wrap itself around him. She'd missed him, someone she'd simply connected with, easy and familiar, but also one of the people who'd made her feel comfortable and wanted enough to initiate her first threesome. Something she'd grown very fond of, afterward. ]
Yeah, [ She breathes out, shivering at the fingers tracing the boundary between swimsuit and skin, she props her hip up a bit, offering the knot out to him as yet another invitation, a lot more transparent than the last. ]
I do.