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I've known for two days now, but my heart still pains every time I remember how good he is at acting, playing my heart telling me how lucky he is to have me in his life.

You should add ‘right now’, of how lucky you are to have me in your life ‘right now’. In six weeks you'll feel lucky with the next Scarlett.

"I think I'd rather drown in you than jump in the pool." His stubble grazes the side of my thighs as I watch him take the last lick.

"Can't get enough of this," he hums in approval then french-kiss my sex before standing in full height, lips glistening with my juices.

Sometimes I'm pretty amazed the way he takes care of me but doesn't mind much about himself. Walking away with an erection seems a norm to him, though he does make it up once he gets the chance, railing me to the point I'd get wet the next day just thinking how good he did me.

"We're leaving after lunch," he tells me as he adjusts the bulge that looked so uncomfortable in that tight Speedo, threatening to come