[The spring is going to turn into a red heart bubble bath if he's not careful with how he moves in the water.
She's not subtle at all about the way she licks her lips, watching the drops trickle over him as she pulls her sweater up and over her head finally. Next are her boots, and bends over, her long, dark brown hair spilling over her shoulder and in front of her face, masking the way she keeps her eyes on him as she unzips them.]
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She's not subtle at all about the way she licks her lips, watching the drops trickle over him as she pulls her sweater up and over her head finally. Next are her boots, and bends over, her long, dark brown hair spilling over her shoulder and in front of her face, masking the way she keeps her eyes on him as she unzips them.]
Where's the fun in that?