The inability to move, the way Brenda was using my face like a sexual toy and the burning pain in my backside made me feel like a small leaf that was ...dancing on waves in the middle of a thunderstorm. I could do nothing but lie there, my face wet with a mix of tears and girl-juice, and take it. Brenda suddenly stopped her motions, and the two others followed along. I wondered what was happening, as even in my sexual, pain-filled haze, I was sure that she hadn’t climaxed yet. They whispered. On the bottom half her bikini was so small it was almost a thong. Her pussy looked so tight and was easily shaven and when I got to see her ass it wobbled as she walked. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. The best thing was, it was a white bikini, I couldn't wait for her to get in the pool so her bikini would go see through. I put my goggles on and diving under the water I swam up under the water to Emily, She had gracefully lowered herself into the pool and standing at the shallow end. As I. I exclaimed " Jesus a frat party, the last time i was at one of those was quite a while ago when i was at Uni."I laughed when I thought about it and remembered I had met my husband at a frat party. Weston arrived and it was one of those older style big mansion type of building about three stories high, ivy on the walls, columns in front, music blaring and a lot of young men and women moving around drinking beer wine and booze. I said to David "I am going to look away out of place here, I must. " She's still in New York," Zoe said. "At least she was at four o'clock this morning when her dad spoke to her. Or at least he tried to speak to her. She was still partying so he didn't get to say much. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt your feelings but I think you should know."Both women were surprised when Brock only nodded and shrugged his shoulders."She's a big girl," he said. "If that's what she wants to do, she should do it. I don't think she's screwing around or anything. If she is, that.