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nd difficulties of running a billion dollar business, I was also continuously alert, waiting for the next cyber assault. I was so exhausted

he ambiance was typically quiet and tranquil. Not to mention that Spencer Maxwell, my best buddy, live

I could remember, I had been a swimmer. As a result of my high school swimming success, I transferred to Princeton to join their squad. I used to come down and practice whenever I hired out

r my goggles, and her long, seductive legs. Skye, Spencer's daughter, who had recently returned from college, caught my attention as I slipped them off and shook t

"Hey. Would it be okay

said as I comb

he inviting water. "

you relieved to have

ss edge as she answered, "Yeah. I miss having fewer o

o me. I would do anything

at me and biting her b

rinceton. I absolute

he same pool together. Yale student, Princeton st

e added. " I observed their moves. I'd b

der figure. " You are in excellent form. It ju

ea

," I swam backw

d the perfect amount of curves, bouncy blonde hair, and ice-blue eyes that, when she looked at me, penetrated my soul. It didn't help that this kid had a pure heart below her sarcastic, self-as

eally tiny pieces of cloth that were held together by threads. As I turned to gaze at her, she opened her eyes and grinned. She was the young daughter of my closest friend, therefore sh

ng did you do to

tly into her eyes, "

r things a

regular, daily

rl and wanted to grab her by the little bikini bottoms. I was aware that it was wrong, but with each step I took, my willpower weakened. The water lapped about us as we stood there so near to one another that we almost touched. She

oticed a flirtatious attitude coming from yo

rface. She reached out and ran her finger down my arm as she turned her head to look at me.

t's because

lectric shocks

nd gazed at her. I instantly turned, putting one arm around her waist and the other over

groaned quietly. She dropped her hands underwater while holding the waistband of my swim trunks as her muscles slowly loosened. The tip of my cock, which was now ru

med across her delicate, supple skin, she reclined her head and shut her eyes. Her top was showing her

aning as her hands clung to the top of my trunks. With my other hand, I lifted her other breast and stroked it. Her hand inserted itself in

attached to her breast as I propelled my hips forward. She unzipped my trunks and slipped them down my legs while the wa

d of my cock, and gently started to rub it. I bit down

tached to her breast as I propelled my hips forward. She unzipped my trunks and slipped them down my legs while the wat

nd I knew this was wrong,