Finds the sunscreen bottle

"Ohhh..." he responded, equally hushed, before nodding his head. "That's fine, I still think we can have plenty of fun out here." Sliding his hand down, Jesse's hand grabbed a juicy handful of her asscheek, squeezing it hard. Daisy let out a meek little moan through her sealed lips and gave his shoulder a light slap with her sticky hand.

"I'm already... y'know... bad enough, don't make it worst!" she whispered, trying to discreetly refer to the third leg that was pulsing powerfully against his side, trying to roll him off her body with each throb upward.

"Fine, fine," he said, glancing down as he was reminded of it. The long shaft was sticking out from between the two of them like log of wood, and the tip of her hyper schlong was nearly touching the pool chair next to them. But something bright caught his eye underneath it, something orange. Tilting his head, Jesse saw the bottle of sunscreen wedged between the pool chair, the side of her meaty ass, and the rock hard base of her fat dick. His eyes turned to dinner plates as Jesse's hand moved without him thinking. His open palm planted firmly on the base of her long cock, and as he pressed into it, he could feel all of the hidden veins required to fill this monster with the blood it needed to grow to this size. His touch caused it to throb again, violently, and Daisy adorably squeaked as her urethra opened and shot a gallon of pre cum across the patio and onto the pool chair two chairs over.

"God damn..." Jesse said under his breath, seeing the chair turned from pristine to absolutely filthy with just a single shot of her thick, virile semen.

"I told you, you're m-making it worse!" she stuttered, trying to keep her voice down. Focusing, Jesse used his hand to move her dick downwards, pointing away enough to reveal the bottle trapped halfway under her amazing asscheek. With one hand holding the beast away, Jesse's other hand went digging underneath his girlfriend to grab the bottle. Daisy shut her eyes and tried to hold everything in as he squirmed on top and now underneath her, before he pulled the sunscreen bottle out like he just unsheathed excalibur, holding it up for her to see.

"Relax, I was grabbing this," he explained, and his other hand left her dick, making it recoil back to center, swaying back and forth for a few seconds. "Now flip over, you're already burning up in this sun."

"Not with you giving me shade," she said, Jesse's body leering over hers. It made her feel so small, despite what her colossal fuckstick did to the other pool chair.

"Flip," Jesse reiterated, more sternly this time. With Jesse holding himself above her, Daisy tried to turn herself onto her stomach from her position, rolling to the right so her dick didn't smack Jesse in the head while she turned, a possibility that she thought would lead to a concussion. As she rolled over, she tried to tuck it underneath her legs to make it more discrete, but she had to lift her body up to fit it down there. On her stomach, Daisy pushed up and started to slide her club shaped cock away from the side of the chair and towards her feet, but in doing so, she backed her meaty, exposed ass directly into Jesse's still raging boner, enveloping it way more than her balls ever could.

Jesse went wide eyed watched as she shifted around, enjoying the feeling of his erection hotdogging between the deep cleavage of her asscrack, which was exposed ever since her dick snapped her bikini bottom off. It was a completely different feeling than her nuts gave him. Where her balls shifted and churned on their own, slowly caressing his crotch like a massage chair, her ass was so much bigger, and he could feel every single subtle movement her body made amplified times ten through the jiggling flesh of her cheeks. Daisy wasn't oblivious to this happening, she was feeling it and enjoying it just as much as he was, but she was trying her best to focus on managing her dick first before she let him grind her impressive ass. Finally, she got her cock where she wanted it, and as she lowered herself back down, she felt her legs raised up off the pool chair by the sheer girth of her dong. The head was sandwiched beneath her ankles, and her feet dangled across its round, hooded surface so her toes could graze the chair. With her situation sorted out, she interlocked her fingers and rested her head on her hands, exposing her entire backside to Jesse.

"R-Ready," she stated. From Jesse's point of view, looking straight down, it was impossible to tell she even had a dick, let alone one the size of a grown woman's leg. All he saw was her lightly freckled shoulders, her bikini bra straps, and her exposed, pillowy, wide, and juicy rear end.

"Oh I think I'm ready too," he said eagerly, deciding where to start rubbing.