No pantyhose - good. She backed herself to the wall and spread her legs. I slid my right hand around front into her pussy, squeezed a tit with my left...hand and drilled my tongue into her receptive mouth. Her pussy was a swamp. She was quivering like crazy and before I knew it was cumming on my hand. This was very unusual for Dolly. Normally she took at least 10 minutes of good foreplay to orgasm. She hadn't been in my place two minutes and was almost limp from her cum. If I wasn't holding her. Her little blue bikini felt uncomfortably tight and revealing, but the empty open water felt liberating.‘The plunge pool, followed by ten more lengths.’ She told herself, dragging herself out of the now pleasantly warm water, and padding toward the little round pool. She dipped in a toe.‘Jesus!’ And pulled it away again quickly. Then she caught her breath and delved in. Momentarily she unable to breathe. Forcing herself to relax, she counted to twenty, as she always did, slowly, dragging out. I moan, realizing that I want him naked too. I swallow the completely indecent request and put my head on his shoulder. We stay like that, almost comfortable since the temperature in the room is actually rather warm. Then, with a soft sigh on his part, it begins. His finger tips brush down my body, feathering through my curves until he finds my clit. I gasp, jerking back, but he holds me still, his fingers taking up a slow, steady rhythm. I moan hoarsely, my head falling forward again when I. A few minutes later, I heard her coming down the stairs and met her in the kitchen. She was wearing a clean pair of faded jeans, sandals, and a white low-cut blouse covered by a large green flannel shirt, unbuttoned and falling well below her hips. Her auburn hair was still wet and not as soft and fluffy as before, but I liked how unselfconscious she seemed. “ It’ll be getting chilly soon and this is my favorite shirt—even if it is a little large.” Then she picked up the bottle of wine. “This.