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You finally caught him. They said it couldn't be done. You had all these things planned for when it finally happened, and you were going to show everyone, but it's just the two of you here. Maybe it's for the best, because he's got you completely subdued instead, and you're kind of into it.

He wants to pull you into the water, but you won't let him. You've settled on a compromise for now: the halfway point between land and sea. His head descends onto your mouth and you feel his tongue clash against yours. His mouth tastes and smells like salt. A wave descends on the two of you, and he cups your head to offer the slightest bit of protection against the water - which doesn't quite work, but now that his hand is there, he's got your maw locked firmly in place for his tongue to do whatever it wants to do with.

There is so much going on that your brain struggles to process it all at once. The overpowering sound of the waves crashing into shore drowning out the sound of your frantic making-out. The sheer size of his body that you can't quite comprehend as you trail your hands down his back. His hips grinding into yours, combining with the force of the sea. What seems to be two huge dicks underneath him, trapping yours in between. You feel him spreading your legs apart, though it's hard to tell if it really is him or if it's just the water pushing them. Or both. Another wave makes its way towards you, and your legs are pushed upwards by the current. He then quickly moves his thighs in their place so they can't come back down.

Is it too late to be the one on top? This water is not exactly ideal for this. Is what you would say if you could say anything right now. As it stands, he's got your mouth trapped in a kiss, and he's currently circling his tip around your back entrance, ready to go in at any moment now. God, you really hope no one's around to see this.

Another wave crashes, and he pushes one of his dicks in.