‘OK, you’re going to have to do a lot better than that,’ she said. She adjusted her hips and kicked her feet up and down. ‘Climb up here and ...ig right in. What kind of a masseur are you, anyway?’ ‘You wish is my command,’ I said. OK, now I knew where this was headed. (Well, I had had a pretty solid inkling before, but you know how it is — you don’t want to jump the gun and blow it.) I straddled her thighs and settled down. ‘Is that OK? Not too heavy?’ ‘That is just fine. Now get to work!’ I. As we hit some big waves, I tightened my grip on her waist because if i didn't, I was going to get tossed. I tightend my hold on her and as I did, I noticed she pushed her ass back towards me. A little weird i thought but I just ignored it. Everytime we hit a wave, my cock was driven into the back of her ass and I she never did anything to stop it. After all, she was driving. She could have slowed down but she didn't. As we approached a very big wave, she yelled for me to hold on and she hit it. We would drink beer, play video games, and generally just do nothing even remotely productive, unless you count staring at girls out by the pool productive. It was one such day in September, a lazy afternoon with Dan and I sitting out by the pool, when a girl walked by heading down the path. We both check out her profile as she walked and were very impressed, definitely a 2 thumbs way up. We both assumed that she was a college student recently moved in for the impending semester, which I was. ”Liz nodded and looked at the floor. I lifted her chin and gave her a soft kiss before we headed up the stairs. The circular stairwell was wide enough to fit six people side by side so space wasn’t an issue. I stayed by Liz’s side until we reached the bedroom door. I had to turn sideways to enter.She sat down on the bed once she got me set up.“None of this is your fault,” I told her.“This is all my fault,” she countered. “Those guys were coming for me. They weren’t looking for you.”“That.