Then he goes down on me. He makes me want to scream, I feel like I'm on fire. His tongue is warm against my thighs, my clitoris. His teeth occasionall... bite me just to remind me that this is not something I am to get off quickly with. Then he takes off his remaining clothes . He makes sure I'm wet and then gets prepared. He closes into me, embraces me and looks me in the eyes. Then slowly starts to enter me, once he's completely in, he goes slower. He keeps on going until I can't stop moaning;. “S’matter? Don’t like me wearing your stuff?” “Well, no… I mean, its fine.” He looked down at the surface of the water. “Don’t worry, I can’t see anything through those bubbles.” I leaned over the water to reach for a bar of soap, knowing he could see my pointy little tits through the arm hole of the oversized shirt. I knew it was wrong, but letting him see me made me feel tingly. I know that everything that happened from that point forward was completely my fault. “My feet are filthy from. “You won’t be needing these,” he growls, grabbing the waist band of both my yoga pants and panties and pulling them straight down to my ankles. “Step out of them and hang them on the banister.”Gasping, I nervously fold the pants and panties over the banister, nearly tripping as he starts up the stairs. Once at the top he opens the door to an apartment then closes it firmly behind us.“Now naughty girls get their bare bottoms spanked so get your ass in the bedroom,” he orders pointing to a. While I was busy admiring Sharon, Mom caught me looking at Sharon’s big breasts and I immediately got busy taking off my T-shirt and blue jeans and within seconds I was in shorts and enjoying the cool breeze against my sixteen-year-old body.With that done, all three of us hit the water for a bit of swim. After fifteen or twenty minutes, we came out and sat down on our towels.“Let’s get rid of these things,” said Sharon to Mom moving her hand toward the back of her red bra.Mother darted her.