It was nice and hot and there was sun everywhere.
Your sun was everywhere.
It started with a bikini.
Or actually just a bikini bottom.
My body shone with sunscreen.
Carefully applied by you.
Although we were already oiled up. By each other.
On this beautiful almost-felt-like-summer day in May.
You took on this rewarding sunscreen task, for you(r) love (is) my body.