Back off, man!

As Mark awkwardly bent down to fondle Patricia's breasts, Jake looked up from his muff diving and exchanged a knowing glance with him. They were friends, but it seemed like Mark was trying to butt in during a tender moment and Jake didn't really care for that, especially with the way Mark was all over Mel last night.

After a few moments of awkwardness, Mark gave his wife a kiss on the forehead, mumbled "Have fun," and walked inside. He knew that it would be slightly awkward to join in like that, but he figured Jake would have been used to it by now. There hadn't really been "rules" that were outlined before the weekend, but Mark still felt betrayed nonetheless. He glanced over his shoulder one last time at his moaning wife before going in to towel off.

Patricia ran her hands through Jake's hair, stopping to massage his temples as she held him close. He was darting in and out with his mouth as he tongue fucked her, doing his best to get her off. The hard concrete of the pool edge was pressing into her back, and she leaned forward, jumping back in the pool.

Jake laughed as he resurfaced from being dunked by his friend's crotch. He picked her up like a sack of potatoes, strategically placing his hands along her ass and inner thighs, and carried her over to the more comfortable hot tub. Gently setting her down inside the tub, her chest was level equal to his crotch, and she began to rub his penis with her breasts.

Jake thrusted forward eagerly while Patty did her best to keep them wrapped around his manhood. Beads of both sweat and poolwater glistened in the sun as they dripped off of her flopping boobs. The sound of skin on skin turned Patricia on even more as they slapped against Jake's crotch. Slipping out accidentally, she took the opportunity to wrap her mouth around his cock, quickly taking it in as deep as she could without gagging. Taking a breath, she removed herself, grabbing Jake by the hands to pull him all the way in the hot tub.