They had been outside for a while and now that it was dark it was getting chilly so they decided to sit by the fire. There was a bear skin rug in fro...t of the fireplace. He grabbed a bottle of wine, and some glasses, and sat down with her on the rug in front of the warm fire, and poured them both glasses. They sat there looking into the fire, drinking, leaning against each other, and feeling each other’s warmth.Soon they began kissing again, and caressing each other. He laid her on her belly. They met in almost the exact center of the pool, their bodies colliding in the cool water. Both of them submerged from the collision and flailed to resurface to the air. His hand rubbed one of her breasts as they rose back to the surface, and he felt her fingers brush against his hard cock. They broke the surface and he found himself so close he was almost touching her. Without thinking he reached out, pulled her to his chest, and kissed her; one of his hands finding a breast and nipple. She. "OHH!" she cried loudly. He began to fuck Liz hard, immediately jackhammering his penis in and out of her needy twat. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! OHH! UNH! Unh!" neither of them cared how loud she was, she was rocketting towards another orgasm. Her feet were flailing behind his head helplessly. 'squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak' her moans could not quite drown out the bed."Oh God, I'm gonna cum again....." she moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhh... UNH! UUNNGHHHH! OHHHHH GOD!" she cried, cumming. He. When i answered yes, he told me i'd find it in the bedroom. I went to the bedroom and there by the window was a pack of Black lace top stockings and matching suspender belt. I'd worn tights before so this wasn't exacctly new to me as i put them on. I walked back into the lounge to find John casually wanking his cock, looking at my nylon clad legs. No words were said as i took his cock into my mouth, running my hands over his stockings. Within minutes we were enjoying a 69. As we continued, John.