“The clouds have conspired to shed light upon us. Sirius is following the hunter to us. I think the neighbor is watching us.”

We sit on the blanket on the beach of the small island just off the point at her parents' cabin. She is sitting between my legs, my cock against her lower back, her head against my chest, our bodies still wet from the swim. I trace along her abdomen, around her boobs, circling her areolas, which are pointing to the stars.

Bucket list: Make love in the water- check.

Make love under the stars- Sirius is watching!