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From Sea to Shining Sea: The Art of Mermaid Drops

The night was thick with a humid, sultry heat that clung to your skin like a lover's touch. You stood on the edge of the ocean, feeling the warm water lapping at your toes. A slight breeze whispered through the trees behind you, carrying the salty tang of the sea and the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle flowers that bloomed along the shore.

You scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of movement, any indication that she was near. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the sandy beach, your heart began to race with anticipation. You knew she was out there somewhere, waiting for you to make the first move.

Finally, in the dim light, you saw her: a glistening figure, silhouetted against the moonlit waves. Her scales shimmered like iridescent pearls, catching the faint glow of the setting sun. As she approached, you could feel the energy building between you - a palpable force that seemed to pull you towards one another, inexorably drawn into each other's embrace.

You reached out and took her hand, feeling the roughness of her callused palm against your own smooth skin. She led you deeper into the water, the waves lapping at your thighs as she guided you with her delicate, sinuous fingers. As you waded further from the shore, the water grew colder, but her warmth radiated through your veins, chasing away the chill.

Suddenly, she turned to face you, and for a moment, all you could see were her eyes - deep pools of darkness that seemed to swallow you whole. As she drew closer, you realized that her body was covered in small, delicate scales that glittered like gold dust under the moonlight. You reached out and traced the contours of her hips, feeling the roughness of her skin against your own smooth fingertips.

With a gentle push, she led you to the sandy bottom of the ocean floor, where the water was just deep enough to hide your forms from prying eyes on the shore. Here, surrounded by the gentle ebb and flow of the tide, you began to explore one another's bodies in earnest.

Your fingers traced the delicate contours of her hips, feeling the roughness of her scales against your own smooth skin. She moaned softly, her voice a deep, guttural sound that resonated through your entire being. You reached down and caressed the soft folds of her mermaid drops - a term for her female genitals - feeling the warmth of her desire coursing through your fingers like a river of pure energy.

In response to your touch, she pressed herself against you, her scales rubbing against your own skin in a way that sent shivers down your spine. You could feel her excitement building, and as you continued to explore her body with your hands, her mermaid drops grew wetter, slicker - inviting you to dive deeper into the depths of her desire.

You moved closer, feeling the heat of her body against yours. As your lips met hers, she tasted like salt and honeysuckle, a combination that seemed to unlock something primal within you. You kissed her passionately, feeling her mermaid drops against your own groin - two sets of genitals locked together in a dance as old as time itself.

She broke away from the kiss, panting heavily with desire. You could feel her heart racing, her breathing shallow and quick. You knew that she was close - that the culmination of this encounter was just moments away.

With one last, powerful thrust, you pushed yourself into her mermaid drops, feeling the warmth of her body envelop your own. As you began to move together, your bodies merged in a dance that seemed to defy the laws of physics. You could feel the energy between you building, growing more intense with each passing moment.

Her scales were rough against your skin, scratching and rubbing as you moved together - a sensation that sent shivers up your spine and down into your very core. The water around you swirled and churned, as if reacting to the raw power of your passion.

You could feel the tension building within her, the energy coiled like a snake waiting to strike. With one last, powerful thrust, she arched her back, crying out in ecstasy as you plunged deeper into her mermaid drops than ever before.

As you reached your climax, the water around you seemed to explode, a cascade of light and energy that threatened to consume you both. For a moment, time stood still - just you, her, and the raw, unbridled power of your passion.

When the last shudders of pleasure had subsided, you lay there in each other's arms, your bodies entwined like two lovers sharing one final embrace before parting ways forever. The ocean around you seemed to hold its breath, as if waiting for some invisible cue that would send you both back to the world above.

Eventually, the moment passed, and you began to make your way back towards the shore, leaving behind the memories of this night - a night spent in the arms of a mermaid, exploring the depths of her desire and discovering the true meaning of passion.