She could feel it from his hips up to his shoulders. Why did he say “problemo?” He never said that. Sex “Only one way to be sure,” Jo said with a smile. She let out a gasping scream and wasn’t sure what else. A small set of ridges building to a blunted nub ran along the center of the strip. After she was out, she pulled the seat forward and bent over, looking into the backseat. Christy’s pale waist and thighs, framed by the garters and panties, stood in stark contrast to the rest of her body covered in semi-transparent black lace. After a moment, the laughter and splashing from the pool died down and everyone looked to their host. A round of cheers broke in the living room. When she pulled back, his cock was shiny and a thick rope of spit connecting the tip of him to Jo’s lips before she engulfed him once again. Once loosened and the shoulder straps pulled down, the top fell over her hips to the floor in a silent whisper. “Uh huh,” Candy said, staring out the large windows to the other kids having fun out by the pool.
