Realising what I was doing, I looked away but knew that I’d been caught. “I think I’ll just go and check my make-up,” I said, trying to find a... excuse to flee. “Oh, good idea,” Rose gushed and we were suddenly walking arm-in-arm to the house. We climbed the stairs to the bathroom and I couldn’t help but take a peek up Rose’s tiny skirt. I admired her legs and even caught a glimpse of her bum. If she was wearing underwear, it was much skimpier than anything I would choose. We were side-by-side. The whole thing happened very fast. The next week went by without any contact (beyond seeing them at the gym front desk) so I texted Jacks number the following Friday. He responded and said he was waiting for me to text first, a lot of people chicken out I guess. But i was not going to miss this opportunity, I wanted this guy. Being a tall dude myself, I need a big man to make me feel like a bitch, Jack had that in spades. He was probably 6’3”, 280lbs. and all muscle at this point. Plus that. She was brazen in her staring at his dick and when she saw his gaze return to her pussy her thighs began swaying, opening and closing, her hips undulating. She knew he wanted her pussy and she was sure he knew she wanted his dick. She closed her eyes hoping he would just approach her and take out his dick and fuck her right there on the lounger. Her chest was lifting and falling heavily now as her clit was throbbing its need to be touched, rubbed, anything to quell the seemingly insatiable need. She was moaning louder and louder , eyes still closed, she was wet as the sea and so wonderfully tight. As I picked up the pace, I let her ass back down on the ground are repositioned myself above her in a pushups position, holding myself of the ground, I wanted to be on top of her so badly but I also didn’t want to crush her skinny little body. I began to thrust myself into her with more force literally banding her into the floor, each timed thrust was met with a little high pitched yell.