WATER TANK (Patreon)

Back at home, end of season cleaning.

Our lovely water tank has been left behind for a while, remembering all good times we spent on it, we looked at each other like, "we should do it again."

No more words, we started kissing, like we love to do, licking and sweating, while the water level gets up like it used to.

She found the ropes, we know all about knots, all of them, no way to stop, just kissing and watching our clothes disappear while our bodies got full of lust for each other.

No way to explain what came next, all I know is I'm pulling the ropes to get her out every time she's about to drown.