"Oh that feels good" I pee for a bit and then I walk out into the water somy swimsuit gets washed off as I see Timmy still in water that is only up to...is ankles still. "Aren't you going to clean your swim trunks off Timmy?"Guessing he does not want to get the poop wet. I start laughing and walkingcloser to him, and when I turn around Stephanie and Jeff are back on thebalcony pointing at us laughing so loud I can hear them."Oh shit Timmy look up at the balcony Jeff and Stephanie are watching us.. ..I owe you?”“No. I love you both, and want to see Rita enjoying you as much as I do, baby.”She didn’t answer as such, but rose from the table and circled it, taking Rita’s hand in hers. “Follow me, Rita…” I noticed that her fingers played over Rita’s palm fleetingly, and Rita got out of her chair, too. Claire led her towards the downstairs bedroom, our master, and I followed them.Both women made a show of ignoring me, but Rita kept casting sidelong, lustful glances at me, and I knew she was. I felt my back arch as I got extremely wet.He took my hand and lead me to avacant hallway.The more I resisted the harder he stared into my eyes.With my body pressed against the wall and his hands around my waist he finally spoke. He said,"give me your pussy".It was like being outside myself watching myself respond to his command.My body screamed for him to enter me. Then I felt his rigid hard dick being pushed into my pussy.I never felt anything so large and heavy between my legs.In and. I learned later from Marketa when she was helping me with my English literature elective for my bachelor’s that in fiction there are round and flat characters. What I think is the real people are always round since you can never be sure what they will do even in apparently identical situations.I think that the difference between whether or not we wanted more to work with people or things was the biggest reason why Marketa and I drifted apart. I had a good amount of success working with things..