A slutty swimsuit model with an impressive piece of ass

You get back in the game, turn your back against Bee and press your best assets up against her butt, rolling your hips together so your cheeks rub up against one another, making the photographer's camera sound like a machine gun. "Ooh, I think he liked that," you coo in your feminine voice, pulling a few strands of blonde hair behind your ear as you and Bee pose for another butt shot.

"Everyone loves your butt, Tammie," Bee smirks as she gives you a light slap, causing your fat cheeks to to reverberate the energy back and forth for a good second or two.

"If you say so," you giggle and lean in for a kiss, rubbing your tits together. You got drunk last weekend and begun fooling around. Then you agreed a few days later that it was kinda neat, so you continued eating each-other out, scissoring, fingering, and stuffing dildos into each other to earth-shattering orgasms. So you suspect this photo shoot is going to read like a total porn shoot with the two of you barely able to keep your hands out of each-other's panties and bras.

You smile to the camera and give a few more poses before you are done, and you two decide to go swimming a few hundred yards before sunbathing. As you get back up through the showers and back to your beds, Aaron has a apprehensive look on his face as you return to your sun beds. "What? Is it too hot for you?" you ask him, slightly annoyed. You don't particularly find Aaron enjoyable to be around. Sure, he is a smooth talker and when you've had a few shots, you and Bee have once or twice taken advantage of his dick to stuff yourselves. You have to get rent out of the scrub somehow: He's a slouch but a passable fuck, but has no fun interests like fashion or game design.

He is looking quite pale right now, truth be told. You shrug and sit down, pulling your bag towards you and pulling out the sun screen. Seem's he hasn't used any of it. "Helloo? Earth to Aaron. You didn't need to join us if you're that hung over," you tell him as you begin applying lotion to your shoulders, sliding your hands under your bra to cover your side boob.

"I'm... good," he mutters and awkwardly gets up. You give him a knowing "oh no you didn't" smile as he turns around and walks towards the bar. "I'm getting a beer, you... girls want some?"

"Pear Cider with ice?" Bee requests as she returns from the shower, giving Aaron the look you gave him as he's still trying to adjust his trunks.

"Make it a double," you sigh as you rub lotion on your belly and your perky mound. Before Aaron returns, you've both gotten each other lotioned in and soaking in the sun. You both thank him with half-hearted smiles and sip on your drinks. After you embraced your bisexual sides, Aaron's become even less interesting to you. You've been discussing the past nights if you should try to find another roommate, but you haven't really bothered looking into it yet. You both zone out as you keep sunbathing, enjoying the heat working your bodies.