She was tight, never having any kids and still being in her mid twenties, but she was wet and ready so I had no trouble burying myself balls deep in h...r cunt. "Pound it, Dan. Pound it good and hard." I did just as she asked. As I watched her take George back into her mouth I could see that after a couple tries, she was able to take his full length into her throat. She bobbed up and down and he thrusted his hips up in matching time. I held her hips and slammed into her for all that I was. Perhaps she was unaware that someone else is already there because it was quite dark. Neither I was able to figure who she was. After a few minutes of silence, when I swam close to her, I found out that she was Neena, who stays with her daughter just 2 floors above me, and she is a good friend of my wife. So I wished her and then we started talking. She does not know swimming, but she came for chilling herself frequently. She asked when exactly my wife will come back and we chat for 5 -10. I: I would love to feel those smooth and juicy thighs again.I knew that I have her attention now and I can go for the Bull’s-eye.She: oh really you feel so, that my thighs are juicy?I: of course I would be it felt so well when I touched it, it should be great and juicy to taste for sure.She: oh ok never heard that from my husband before.I: it might be because he never explored you properly.She: I don’t know…I: Just a question, shall I go ahead and ask?She: Sure what ever it is.I: do you enjoy. ‘I won’t let him down.’ ‘So,’ I continued, ‘what about your full-time job?’ Her face clouded a bit, a frown overtaking her disposition. ‘Full-time job?’ she echoed. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘You have a full-time job.’ She looked at my quizzically, I said, ‘THIS is your full-time job, Emma. THIS is your day. You can’t come here for an hour a day and achieve anything. You MUST consider this your job.’ I didn’t yell, I didn’t berate, and somehow, it got through. ‘I’ll be here tomorrow morning at nine,’ she.