The warm water lapped at our bodies, the faint glow from the pool lights casting a shimmering halo around us. I had her backed against the edge, my body pressing subtly into hers, just enough to let her feel me but not enough to give away what was really happening beneath the surface.
My fingers pushed inside Tasha's pussy, slick and inviting, her body responding instantly.
"Ahh—fuck," she gasped, her fingers gripping my shoulders as her knees threatened to buckle.
I chuckled lowly, reveling in the way she struggled to keep herself upright.
"Ahh, baby… your insides have their own flavor," I murmured teasingly, my voice thick with desire.
Her breath came in shallow pants, her lips parted as she bit down, trying to suppress the sounds that threatened to spill from her mouth.
My fingers moved in rounds, dragging along that spot inside her, and I felt her walls clench in response.
