“I’ve got an idea, honey. Why don’t we go skinny-dipping? That’s the kind ofswimming I really enjoy.”Crystal nodded, not wanting to be a spo...lsport. She just hoped that no one wouldcome along when they were swimming. You could get kicked out of the apartmentcomplex for doing something wild like skinny-dipping!A few moments later, she was swimming through the clear blue water, feeling likethe wildest woman alive. Jerry had been right, as usual. Skinny-dipping was a treatand it had completely. .that....you could...you know....help me out man?I told him of course and not to worry. So I went down on his dick. Big fat, beer can thick dick ...which he previously told me was really thick and asked me if I thought that was a good size, below average, above etc. His dick was leaking precum like a broke down faucet from 1939! I was like, damn! His dick was throbbing, and hard as a rock. It couldn't be any thicker, harder, full of blood and forbidden fantasies he had denied for years.I licked. The guy had been watching the action and from where he was lying I doubted that he could see much more than his girlfriend's golden ass, but that did not keep him from smiling! Lilly and I were starting to pick up the pace despite her earlier declaration that she wanted this to last. The girl between her thighs was a game changer and that strategy was now long forgotten. She pushed the back of the girl's head down and told her to suck us both and everything that was going to be flowing out of. Then she wrote on the bag “This slut is the property of Max.” she put the bag over her head and felt her way to the door. She slowly stepped outside and inched forward to a flat spot she had seen on her way in, then knelt waiting. She waited for what felt like forever but was probably closer to half an hour. Her mind was running wild. On several occasions she had heard people walking by on their way into the bathroom, and could hear them laughing and talking about her. She felt like he had left.