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Cherie slips into a black bra and panties that barely contain her. Eve already waits poolside in matching lingerie the color of fresh cream. She smiles like she already knows what comes next. Cherie reaches for the skimmer and the water’s surface breaks, but Eve’s hand closes over hers. One tug and their mouths meet. The skimmer clatters to the tile. Fingers hook lace aside. Cherie’s blonde hair falls forward as she drops to her knees, tongue already parting Eve’s folds. Eve moans, legs spreading wider on the lounge chair. They taste each other in turns, soft lips slick, fingers buried deep. Every wet sound carries across the water while the sun keeps watching.