He placed the book on my tummy. ‘Hands at your side. Now breath.’ I did, the book raised and lowered. ‘Now sing and don’t change anything.’ ... sang. ‘Ok, stand up.’ He came over to me and put his hand on my tummy and pushed, his other hand on my ass. ‘Sing.’ I sang. As I sang he unfastened and unzipped my skirt and let it fall to my ankles. ‘Keep singing.’ I did and as I sang I was aware of his hands wandering all over — my tummy, breasts, ass, pussy, between my legs. I was starting to get wet. He’d been a lifeguard for years at the local Y, while I’d been too scared to dip my little toe into the water for fear I’d drown. Sure I’d learned how to swim, the hard way. He’d pushed me in and sang out in his most authoritative voice ‘Sink or swim brother, its all up to you!’ I’d swam, and hated him since that incident. I guess I still did. He was the bastard in sheep’s clothing, but I’d been the only one to realize that. ‘That’s six today!’ my brother called out as he unhooked his latest. Now the story began last year when we went to a college trip and there I came closer to this hottie and we ended sleeping naked and having our first handjob, blowjob and our first sex (in train, I will provide the link of that story at last). After that trip my life changed, the hottest girl of our college and me became famous as couple though we were just friends with benefits. We enjoy that tag and almost every time we got a chance we kissed each other, we caressed each others body parts but. I had to pull my left hand out of Becki to change hands, so remembering the summer days Molly coated my right hand in suntan oil and pushed it firmly back into Becki's cunt. Faye had the bright idea of sliding one end of the double-ended dildo into Becki's arse and she quickly quivered to a shuddering climax. I withdrew and after getting some feeling back into my hand, with more suntan oil from Molly, I pushed into Faye and stroked her g-spot. Molly's mum was still filming when Gemma, still.