All the kids hung out there, particularly during winter. She was in the girl’s swim team and was there several times per week practicing for spring ...ompetitions.She had just finished laps, drying herself as she walked by the edge of the pool. With a flurry, a head popped up and shook off the water, splashing her in the process. She paused, about to fuss when he climbed out of the pool as if he owned the place.Jake, the six-foot-plus, Nordic-build, blond, blue-eyed high school senior, now stood. “OK, I’ve added a little washing up liquid.” Frank motioned towards the boy’s cock. “So now if you get the mess off around here we can work our way downwards.” Tentatively, Leslie felt around for his penis and smiled when it emerged between her gloved fingers.“Wow, it’s kinda shriveled up,” she said.“I doubt of Brian is feeling very aroused right now, what with the blow to his head and hundreds of lacerations. Pull it out so I can get the water on it, it’s still bleeding in some places.” Leslie. He kissed and licked his way over her face and neck before moving down to her pert young breasts. She shuddered in pleasure, as he tasted her nipples, before sinking lower across her belly. Teasingly he slipped past her waiting pussy to kiss her feet and ankles before moving up one leg and then the other. Lisa was moaning in pleasure, pulling at his head to bring it to her crotch. Looking up he saw his wife paying homage to the young girl's breasts as he lowered his mouth to her pussy.He slid. She was rather disappointed when the chubby blonde guy took over. He was a talker, not a dancer. She had to fear for her almost unprotected feet.They returned to her stool. And she knew it wasn't only the ice in her wine that seemed broken. The tiny circle around her shrank to a solid wall of male flesh. It seemed to sprout branches. They touched her in a million places. But mostly felt them where her curves were. She smiled to let them know she knew. What the heck. And the branches sprouted.