The bank is slippery

Placing one bare foot on the muddy, slimy bank she crashes right back into the waters!

Sputtering and glugging in a good half gallon she drags herself out one last time.

Resting by the bank she pants, and then rubs her pussy, only to pant louder.

Soon she in throws of not orgasms but ORGASM, one long, seemingly unending wave of pleasure that shoots jets of milky fluid like the spring is shooting water.

Finally, after so long the moon has shifted position in the sky radically, she crawls over to her harness.