I asked him if he had ever seen the tattoo I got for Shane and he said no. So I pulled up my shirt and showed him my tattoo right above my pussy that ...eads 'Property of Shane'. He said 'that is heels cool' and laughed a little. I started playing with myself more and grabbed my husband's cock. I started sucking him and asked my husband to trade places with me. Now I was sitting with my pussy about a foot away from his brother's face sucking my husband's cock and banging my pussy. I turned over. As he did so his mind went back to a particular night at the office. He had just finished the work on his computer. He logged on to some porno site and a large moving image came up on the screen. It was an enlarged image of a couple deep kissing and focused on their tongues exploring and darting in and out of each other's gaping mouths. Then the picture changed to aenlarged view the man's enormous cock relentlessly ramming her pussy and his ass going up and down as he pumped her. Then the image. I jumped in and suddenly felt a relief from the heat. But it didn't last long as my she stood up, and walked to the pool edge. Her big boobs barely contained as she walked. Her tan hips swaying with the strings of her bikini bottoms. She jumped in, and I immediately wished her top would pop loose. I went under the water, just to check. Nope. But my cock was stirring. This was going to keep me in the water for a while.As soon as she jumped in, she swam to the pool steps. I watched her every. She reopens the door, and I know without looking that she’s putting the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the knob. I hear a beep as she turns off her cell phone and places it on a shelf. A hand prompts me to lift my knees. First contact. When I do, a semi-cylindrical bolster slides beneath them. ‘How’s that?’ ‘Great.’ She hears something insincere in my voice and studies my face for a moment. I smile and assure her that I’m very, very comfortable—physically. She catches my drift. She knows I’m pushing.