Tony jumped in too, in her swimming costume rather than her bikini. Cheryl came to the rail, looked, shrugged and took off her tee shirt. She kept her...shorts on over her bikini for the same reason that Tony was wearing a one piece. Some bikinis are for dry sunbathing rather than wet swimming. Sure enough I, well, we all saw the red discs appear under her bikini. Cheryl clearly figured that was acceptable but a see-through bikini bottom probably wasn’t. I was the only one who might have been. Look, have a think about it Clare, and if you are in favour, I'll talk to him."We resumed our conversation later that night when we were already in bed."I've thought about what you said this afternoon, Tom."My heart rate suddenly increased. "Go on." Well, if we do choose to go down this route, it has to be with you as well as him. That way, if I do fall pregnant, we can still believe it's our child." That's what I would want anyway." There is something else." She paused."I'm listening." I don't. “Perfect position for what I have planned for you, sexy. Stay like that.” He instructs, before leaving the room once again.He’d left the bottle next to her on the nightstand, so she read the label Jasmine Vanilla Massage Oil.Mmmmm…a sexy massage from her sexy man…excellent.He returned from downstairs with the half-empty bottle of Chardonnay she’d opened earlier, and what looked like a pack of…batteries? She frowned at the sight.Rob refilled her glass of wine while telling her to sit up and face. She just nods. While I plunge forward she thrusts upward and my cock bursts through her protective barrier, burrowing itself deep inside her quivering pussy. "Ooomph!" she lets out a breath of air and her face is set in a hard grimace. "You okay, Kristina," I ask, watching her face for signs of pain. "Yeah," she says unconvincingly. "It hurts but not badly," I feel her vaginal muscles flexing around my cock as if they are trying to expel a foreign object while her hot pussy juice bubbles.