He walks on in. She's right. It's practically hot, and the sun on his chest is doing its level best to raise his spirits. Not to mention the woman over there with her tits out, which he's sure are gorgeous but isn't going to look at until he's at least waist deep.
'Go on, I'll catch up.'
He's checking the length of the beach to see if anyone else is in view, or looks like they're approaching. Doesn't seem so. He keeps going until it's up to his arse, then dives forward into a wave.
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He walks on in. She's right. It's practically hot, and the sun on his chest is doing its level best to raise his spirits. Not to mention the woman over there with her tits out, which he's sure are gorgeous but isn't going to look at until he's at least waist deep.
'Go on, I'll catch up.'
He's checking the length of the beach to see if anyone else is in view, or looks like they're approaching. Doesn't seem so. He keeps going until it's up to his arse, then dives forward into a wave.
Yeah. It's nice.