. pressing my chest tightly against her back, buring my face into her hair. She hears me breathe in deeply. Hears my groan low – deep in my throat �...�� almost a growl. " gggggrrrrrr." And with that, she feels my hands tighten abruptly, grasping her hips with all my strength – pressing in hard and pulling her down forcefully against me. My knees pinned in against her back. She looks down and sees the head of my cock between her legs. It is wet from her. It is so hard – the dark purple a violent. She wore bangs under her eyes and a wry smile."Carrie the emergency dyke, reporting for duty," she joked.I sighed, trying to settle my nerves. Did I find Carrie attractive? I scanned her body surreptitiously, trying to figure it out. Her orangeish-red hair was loose, hanging down to about her shoulders, a kind of unsettling median between short and long. Carrie had broad shoulders and a brawny body, with shapely tits that jutted out of her chest like daggers. Probably not the Playboy centerfold. It would have been all too easy to hold her underneath for the few minutes it would take to die. Not that she ever would and indeed Sarah only waited a few more moments before she let her go and Amy’s cute face came panting back to the surface. ?A little bit longer this time?? Amy asked.The girls stayed in the pool for another half an hour. As Amy finally climbed the ladder to get out, she saw two bare feet standing above her. As she climbed she worked her way up the legs, to the tight purple. She seemed to be checking me out so I looked at her, smiled, and waved. Her response was to pull her tube top down, exposing both of her healthy breasts. Her right hand came up and squeezed her right tit. She looked at me through her sunglasses and smiled. I formed my fist in the beat off position and raised my arm up and down rapidly like I was jacking off and smiled back, licking my tongue wetly across my upper lip. She laughed and then accelerated pulling ahead of me. I could see her move.