Moonlight_33
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Moonlight
Deciding it best not to wet the new shirt she had acquired, Megan stripped as they ran towards the water. For a moment it was like they were two kids on a journey of discovery, an adventure full of fun and promise, all the fear and stress of being marooned on the island swept away in a moment of merriment. Tossing the shirt over a branch, Megan splashed into the pool at the bottom of the water fall. The g-string was a little uncomfortable, not what she was accustomed to, but there was something about the way the garment felt that made her feel a little sexy, and the way Jonathan looked at her hadn’t escaped her attention either.
The water was cool, and scooping handfuls from under the falls, proved to be refreshingly sweet. As she drank, water ran through her fingers and down over her breasts, causing her nipples to constrict and harden beneath her bikini top. Releasing the clasp in her hair, she let it tumble down her back, dipping her head under the water and washing away the sticky salt. As the water cascaded over her, her hair wrapped about her in a curtain of blond silk. It was heavenly. She had never felt so free, or so alive.
Deciding it best not to wet the new shirt she had acquired, Megan stripped as they ran towards the water. For a moment it was like they were two kids on a journey of discovery, an adventure full of fun and promise, all the fear and stress of being marooned on the island swept away in a moment of merriment. Tossing the shirt over a branch, Megan splashed into the pool at the bottom of the water fall. The g-string was a little uncomfortable, not what she was accustomed to, but there was something about the way the garment felt that made her feel a little sexy, and the way Jonathan looked at her hadn’t escaped her attention either.
The water was cool, and scooping handfuls from under the falls, proved to be refreshingly sweet. As she drank, water ran through her fingers and down over her breasts, causing her nipples to constrict and harden beneath her bikini top. Releasing the clasp in her hair, she let it tumble down her back, dipping her head under the water and washing away the sticky salt. As the water cascaded over her, her hair wrapped about her in a curtain of blond silk. It was heavenly. She had never felt so free, or so alive.