Sarah lay on her lounge chair, soaking up the sun and trying to ignore the way her gaze kept drifting to the bulge in John's swim trunks as he swam laps in the pool. She couldn't help it - the man was built like a god, and the way the water clung to his muscular form was enough to make any woman's mouth water.
John noticed Sarah's gaze and felt a surge of pride and arousal. He grinned, deciding to playfully splash water in her direction. Sarah yelped as the cool droplets hit her skin, glaring at him with a mix of annoyance and amusement.
"Cut it out, John!" she called out, unable to hide the smirk on her face.
John chuckled, getting out of the pool and approaching Sarah with a mock pout. "You're just no fun, Sarah. Can't a guy get some attention around here?"
Sarah raised an eyebrow, reaching out to stroke John's cock through his swim trunks. "I'll give you all the attention you can handle," she purred, causing John to moan softly.
He looked at her in surprise, eyes wide with arousal. "Sarah, what are you doing?"
She grinned, standing up and leading John inside. "Just returning the favor," she said, before pushing him onto the couch and kneeling between his legs.
Sarah wasted no time in pulling down John's trunks and taking his cock into her mouth, sucking him deep into her throat. John moaned, overwhelmed with pleasure as Sarah worked her magic.
"Sarah, stop for a moment," he begged, trying to catch his breath. "I don't want to cum yet."
Sarah looked up at him with a playful smirk. "Oh, poor baby can't handle it?" she teased, before continuing to suck his cock.
John couldn't resist, cumming hard in Sarah's mouth as she moaned with pleasure. She wiped her mouth, suggesting they take a break and drink some water.
"The heatwave has made us both sweaty and thirsty," she said, grinning as John nodded in agreement.
After a few minutes, Sarah was feeling horny again and straddled John, grinding her hips against his. John felt himself getting hard again and asked Sarah if she was ready for more.
"Always," she said, before they both fucked passionately until they both came, leaving them spent and satisfied.
As they lay in each other's arms, Sarah joked about the "heatwave" being a "sexwave" and John laughed, agreeing that it had been a day to remember.
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