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The sun beats down as she waits, her heart pounding with anticipation. Her hand wanders, feeling the warmth between her legs. She can't resist any longer, slipping her hand into her shorts, stroking her wetness. The river's gentle flow mirrors the rhythm of her fingers, her breath hitching as she nears her climax. Just as she's about to find her release, her lover turns around, his eyes widening at the sight of her pleasure, his fishing rod forgotten.