I still remembered the stench in my face. ******************************I was swimming upward, after having dived to the bottom of the pool... andspotted a girl's bikini-clad butt above me. She was treading water,spreading and closing her legs. Hah! Great opp! Kicking up, I reachedout and up, and swiped my index finger along her crotch.I barely dodged as she slammed her legs together and scrambled to remainafloat. Whipping my legs, I swam back downward, and surfaced a goodfive. “Yes, daddy!”“You gon’ have my babies?”“Yes, Jet. I’ll be your baby momma!”“Ohhhhhhhhh!”Jet erupted in Wren and collapsed. “Fuck, boi,” he gasped.Dicey had sucked Trayjon back to full mast.Trayjon was a stout, strong bastard. He had Dicey’s legs wrapped around his waist while he gripped the vixen’s buttocks. Dicey bounced up and down.“Oh, Tray! Fuck my boipussy!”“Yeah, faggit! You a bad bitch!”“It feels so good,” Dicey screamed.“Do it, faggit? Do it?”“Yes, sir!”“You my muthafuckin’ cum. She pondered, "If only I could make every boy this way," before acceptingthat one at a time, to this extent, was amazing on its own."You asked why I chose you earlier, right?" she asked.I nodded back."This is why."I looked at myself up and down in the mirror once again and didn't seeher approaching me from the side. In heels she was an inch or two shorterthan me, but that didn't stop her from grabbing the side of my face withone of her hands, and my hip with the other, and pulling her crimson. They sat and drank some more and then curled up in bed and went to sleep.THE NEXT ART CLASS SETUPThe next morning (Wednesday) when the girls awoke Emma had a text message from Sam asking her to get Jane to ring him regarding the next art class.Jane rang Sam after breakfast'Hi Sam its Jane, you asked me to ring you regard the next modelling evening''Yes Jane thanks for calling me, its all set up for Friday if that's good with you, There's been a slight change of plan but nothing to worry about.