This was exhilarating, I thought. This is incredible!"This is too weird!," I thought, as Jeannie's hand started to move up my thigh, towards my drippi...ng pussy. "Weird, but, ooooohhh"My own hand slid up Jeannie's thigh until I felt the dampness of her pussy through her slacks. We were both lost in our lust."HERE WE ARE!," Ted yelled, breaking the spell.Jeannie and I both nearly jumped out of our skin! Looking out of the van's window, I saw that we had just pulled up to the front of Ted's uncle's. We played "Girl Tossing" three times that afternoon, in the big pool inside and the fun pool outside. It was a good way of flirting with dozens of other girls. I'd had very little experience at successful flirting until recently, and never on this scale or with swimsuit-clad girls, so I very much enjoyed being the much admired center of this frivolity.The girls enjoyed themselves too; partly from the thrill of being thrown though the air, partly from the thrill of experiencing my strength (it. She wasn't really sure how to go about crafting a scenario. Her videos were the basic interview-the-girl, fuck-the-girl variety."I can see if Sahara can craft a little vignette," Adam said. Melody laughed again, although Adam didn't find anything funny."Every time I talk to you I have to have a fucking thesaurus nearby," Melody joked. "I swear to Christ, I'm going to hire an interpreter just to converse to you. 'Heretofore', 'pervasive' and now 'vignette'. Thankfully you used it in context or. My heart beat fast with anticipation. When she reach the shallower water, she spotted me on the beach. Instead of indulging in her usual frollick in the gentle waves, she headed straight towards me. ‘Hi, David,’ she yelled. ‘Lovely day isn’t it?’ I was rather disconcerted by her untroubled manner. As she came ashore my disquiet and my arousal increased in equal measure. Why was she not embarrassed? Why was she making no attempt to hide her luscious, totally naked body? Something was wrong. As.