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My throbbing cock parted her steamy folds. With the sound of the beach all around us, Isabelle writhed on top of me, riding me in rhythm with the ocean. The waves smacked the beach and Isabelle crashed into me, taking me as deep as I would go, her ass clapping on my waist. Then the waves receded, and Isabelle slowly pulled away.
In and out, she kept perfect time with the ocean, teasing me with her hot, silky grip. We became one—not just with each other, but with the ocean, witheverything.
My cock got harder and bigger. I couldfeelher, every inch of her, squeezing me as our bodies came together and pulled apart again and again. I could’ve sworn I felt the ocean, too; the waves pounded the beach, and the warm ocean spray splattered my hips.
Isabelle suddenly stopped, holding absolutely still.
“Oh my God. Holy shit,” she murmured, startled.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, opening my eyes.
She blinked at me, looking shocked. “Um. It’s embarrassing.”
“Tell me.”
“I think … I just squirted?”
My eyes rolled back into my head. “That’ssofucking hot, baby.”
“Yeah?” she giggled. “Really? You think so?”
“Really. Don’t stop. Keep going,” I said.
I closed my eyes again and lost myself in her as we rocked in and out of each other. Her walls squeezed me tighter, making my cock swell with my coming climax.
“You’re so hard, Rust,” she moaned. “Come inside me. Fill me up.”
Her words took me over the edge. Her pussy palpitated on my length, milking me with her sweet walls. I shot my load inside her, and she sprinkled my hips and thighs with droplets.
We moaned and groaned in bliss together, “Yes!”
We laid together, our bodies warm, a happy silence between us.
Then Isabelle began to laugh.
“What?” I asked.
“I squirted! I’ve never done that before!” she giggled, burying her face in my chest.
I could tell she was still a little embarrassed. I didn’t want her to be.
“You can do thatwheneveryou want,” I said. “That was fucking hot.”
“You really like it?”
“I love it. It’s so sexy.”
I pulled her closer and nuzzled her so she knew I meant it—that she had nothing to be embarrassed about.
But then she started laughing. Her infectious laughter spread, until her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
“What?” I asked, and now I was laughing, too. “What is it?”
“I just remembered something,” she began. “Way back when I first started watching Minka, I was asking the girls what I should text you to get your attention. And Farrah kept coming up with these corny pickup lines to send you. Then April came up with one like, ‘If your name is Rust, then I must be WD-40, because I’m gonna squirt all over you.’”
“April?” I let out a shocked burst of laughter. “April the good girl said that?!”
“I know! To be fair, she insists she was only making fun of Farrah, but that doesn’t change the fact that one still came fromhermind.” She twirled my chest hair. “Anyway, I was just laughing, because now, er, obviously …”
