Taking it to the hilt. For a short time we remain motionless...each of us loving the sensations that you being inside me gives us. Then slowly I begi... to grind against you. The water around us breaking with the movement of my body, splashing against our naked skin. You begin to walk to the side of the pool and press my back against the wall. Your hands still under my buttocks holding me steady, you begin to gently move inside me...slowly sliding in and out. The intensity increases and you. I could feel my clitty pressing against it's satin home. I was feeling pretty hot by now, very excited and very femme and a little slutty. I called "007" and let him know I was ready.I nervously wait, feeling slutty, that sinking "stood-up", "your a fool for doing this", "no one likes you dressed up as a girl", all those "awkward thoughts racing".... A knock at the door, I opened it and I greeted "007" wearing my slutty career outfit of silver blouse, black skirt, black heels and matching pink. “Thank you, Solance,” I gasped. It was Solance’s specialty and nobody did it better.“You broke it,” Manny complained, touching my limp penis. “You haven’t lost your touch, girl!”“Here, drink this,” Constance lifted my head up and poked a tube in my mouth. It was wet and tart and cool. After a few swallows, the straw was removed.“Story time, Simon,” Kris announced. “My turn.”They call me Simon. My lovely ladies were Ashley and Manny and Solance and Constance and Kelsey and Kris. Ashley, of. Honest I did. But the urge came on me suddenly, without warning, and the only way I could avoid it was to push her off of me. When I started to do that she fought me.“No!” she whispered, jerking her loins against me.“I’m gonna cum!” I complained.“Not yet,” she panted.“I can’t help it!” I gasped.She sighed.“Okay. I’m tired anyway.”She lay down on me and welded her lips to mine.Then she gave five or six little jerks of her hips. She was making me cum. Intentionally!And she was doing that with me.