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I need soft thighs against my cheeks

I need a woroan in my ear

But I can’t handle the intimacy of that

“You look good, Ryan… Happy” She nods goodbye, wraps her hands around her boyfriend’s wrists, pulls him toward the pool

He nods his own goodbye Jumps in with her

Fuck, this backyard is the size of most houses

My parents are too rich

Their story is always soht But then rich people never think they have ure salaries

“You do look happy” Walker plops on the lounge chair next to ood”

“That a cohton do a somersault Jump to her feet Wrap her arms around Iris and pull her into the water with her

“She really wearing that?”

“And Iris?”

“Fuck” He lets out a low groan “She’s too good at torturing me”

Her deep purple swihton’s

She looks good