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held behind her back. " Whoops," I whisper, my breath soft and hot, and she is about to pull away and apologize for wetting my shirt front when I put a bit more pressure on her arm, enough to make her rise slightly onto her toes. Her skin is so hot from the water she feels as though she is steaming, and now all of that heat is rushing to her clit. I pin her arm firmly, and with one movement, forcing my leg between her thighs, lifting her to the very tips of her toes. She rocks slightly, looking down, as the flush moves into her cheeks. " Look at me," I say. She can't. She shakes her head. " I'm shy," She blurts out. In response, I press my hips against her hard, and she feels the bulge of my