I first thought it may b by mistake , but as it did not stop, my tool got erected and now it was my turn , so just to confirm i took hold of her hand,...( usually i don’t touch her and she also rarely allows anyone), and slowly bring her bear me, all this 2-3 minutes I see that she does not try to leave my hand and then slowly she positions herself on my back, I just relax back and, am surprised to see that she does not make any attempt to go back and tests her breast on my shoulder , now I am. Turning towards him she watched him take off his shirt and step out of his shorts. After dropping the dusting cloth she moved to where he stood. Running her hands down his chest and then his thighs kneeling in front of him she covered his erection with her mouth. Her soft easy suck took all of him. Reaching his balls with her tongue she massaged the base and underside of his cock. Instantly the drool ran down her chin. Bringing her arms around him, she grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. " "What?" I asked. She winced faintly. "Probably going to regret telling you this. But me, personally, I don't really need much connection before I can read someone." "Oh." She smiled. "If it helps, it's kinda cute the way you look like you're barely treading water right now. Most guys I talk to fall all over themselves trying to prove how manly and confident they are. It gets old, fast. Maybe some women go for that. They must, I guess. But there's pretty much no surer way to guarantee my pants. Then he began to sidestroke with me floating on my back and having myself drawn through the water. It was relaxing, and if his muscular limb wasn't compressing very sensually against my boobs, I would have been fine.But now, here I was naked, with cool liquid directly against every pore of my skin, my body in contact with a nude masculine torso, and he was pressing my breasts. I was flooded with sensations of a very arousing sort of nature, I was enjoying it too, perhaps too much, considering.