Your world shook as David walked away from the sea. More than once, the balls you clung to smacked into you, filling your nose with the thick musk. The fast pace left you a bit dizzy, so you were relieved when everything stopped. That relief quickly melted away when you felt a finger against your back. David's fingers were pulling and pushing his speedo, adjusting how the wet fabric hung on him. After the ride, where are you now?
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