Lucy shows up, needs to change into bikini. Up to my apartment. She changes in the roommates room-- though I notice she leaves the door ajar. But I'm ...a good boy-- and I don't look at it again. Instead I wait. Smoke a bowl until...finally...she's ready. Black string bikini. White towel over her shoulder. Hot. We head downstairs to the pool. There I get settled in my chair while trying not to stare at Lucy rubbing oil all over her body. Sweet Jesus. Did I mention anything about oozing sex. I get. “Are you my girl now?” I asked? “Yes sir, she replied”. I was impressed with her willingness to please me. “I’m giving you this as a gift” I explained, “and you’ll take it with you, however, there are rules”. She looked attentively at me through her beautiful blue eyes waiting for further instruction. “I will text you from time to time with the word ‘clit’. At that point, I want you to stop what you are doing, no matter where you are and find somewhere to satisfy yourself with this and I want a. The feeling of his hand was more intense than any other sex she’d ever had.Deanna felt him leave her body and not re-enter for a moment. Then the hand was back, but each stroke was slower. She opened her eyes again, and looked in the mirror. He was removing his hand completely and replacing it with the other, back and forth. Left, right, left, right. She watched her pussy-lips cling to his hands as they entered and exited her. He put his left hand into her and she felt him get larger in her.. They took turns in going under the water and watched each other as they waited to go under the water again. “When is your mum meant to be coming home anyways? What if she walked in and saw us in the shower together?” she said, giggling. “She won’t be back until tomorrow, she would go crazy if she saw us in the shower”, he said. “Yes, I can imagine”, she said, washing the shampoo out of her hair. After showering and dressing they went out to the car and he drove to the beach. “I’m not going.