Max walks outside the tent, and down the short hill to the lake. He stares deeply out at the water, glistening in the morning sun, slowly rising over the horizon. At the bank, he slowly walks in, until his entire body is submerged.
The water flows around him, between his breasts, against his now flat lower region. It washes through his long brown hair, breaking up the pigtails. He smiles, as he floats on his back, his nipples poking through his wet shirt. The freezing cold water induced wave after wave of satisfaction against his soft, sensitive skin.
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