“Why do you have a feather and a brush?” I asked. “Oh, I forgot to ask you,” Caleb said. “Are you ticklish?” I blushed. He was going to us... this against me, I know he will. I nodded a little and Caleb smiled. “Perfect.” He said as he grabbed the vibrator. He plugged it into the wall, and switched it on. The buzzing sent shivers down my spine. “Ready babe?” Caleb asked. I shrugged. “As I’ll ever be.” He put the vibrator on my clit and I jumped. “Oh god!” I moaned. “Feels good?” Caleb asked. I. "It might be cold." Neil barely got the words out, before Jaz held him and jumped in dragging him along.The water was frigid and he came up hollering, "FUCK!" Now is that anyway to talk?" Jaz splashed him in the face.Neil swam after her and grabbed her around the waist from behind. Jaz pushed her ass against his cock and felt a shiver go up her spine when she realized it was for real. Neil pushed his bulge hard against the thin material of her suit, her round little ass engulfing its. ” I kept it together with my words and body language for the most part, but my slowly hardening dick jumped against my bottoms. Her mouth formed into an ‘O’ shape as she looked up at me.“Mr Miller,” she said in a patronizing tone, “this is very inappropriate.” The sniffles subsided into giggles as she loosened her grip, and rubbed my legs from hip to thigh in slow motion.“No more inappropriate than you kneeling in front of me and begging me. What, you trying to finish what you couldn’t. Six years younger than the redhead, Lydia had been born in the Philippines. Cathy's height, she had long black shoulder length hair, brown eyes and the most captivating smile. Curvy and touchable was the way Cathy always thought of her.In contrast, sitting across from the Filipina, was Whitney Wolf. Exactly the same age as Lydia, Whitney was as pale as she was dark, the gift of a Scottish heritage. Dark brown eyes peered out from large red glasses. Short curly brown hair topped a full hourglass.