I pulled out a pair of black speedos and threw them at Dean “These will do you mate.”I didn’t really wait for a response from Dean, I just strip...ed down and got into my speedos.As I was now naked, except for my speedos, Dean realized that I was dead serious. With that Dean was up and headed to my bathroom to change into those tight, lycra, speedos.When he appeared he was wearing nothing but the black speedos. Dean is a little slimmer than I am so I thought the speedos would be a perfect fit. Tiger trailing after me, I had better come up with some important reasons, some worthy goals. If no one else, I would know, and watch me, and judge. I didn't suspect the Fabulous Ms. Tiger would be very critical, as long as I showed cool moves, and cut down on the annoyances. I suspected that it was also important that I not become annoying, or stinky. Ok, first goal, take a bath, and use unscented soap.Ms. Tiger joined me in the swimming pool, the chlorine by now had lost its odor and. I want things I'm barely even able to admit to myself except in moments like these when unwelcome lust floods into my loins. His hand moves to my tummy and then hooks into my slit and I spread my legs, putting my hands behind my back, grabbing my own elbows and arching my breasts toward him like a slave. I want to squat and kneel drink his cum by the pint. I want him to spank me, and fuck me, and pierce me, and brand me, and chain me, and breed me. I gasp like a stereotypical asian whore again. “Lay down on your back honey.” At first he was surprised and thought, “What the hell,” but lay down anyway, his hardened member sticking straight up. Next she stood up, flashed him a devilish smirk, and undid the tie to her robe and let it fall to the floor. Oh fuck, there she stood, in a sexy red teddy and dour inch fuck me heels. She walked over and picked up her wine glass and took a sip. She then walked back over to him, and put one leg on either side of his head and asked, “Hey baby, Do.