Getting Leanne hot

Leanne's body quivered under the attention she was being given by the three older swimmers. The first man, who faced her and who rested his back against the side of the pool, easily worked three fingers into her wet, slick pussy. He began fucking her with slow, gentle thrusts. He would wiggle his fingers when they were deep withing her creating small, intense spasms of pleasure. His thumb began grinding against her clit which had become engorged and hyper-sensitive.

Meanwhile, his two buddies each had one breast captured in their strong hands. They fingered and teased and tingled Leanne's nipples until she gasped. She felt another pair of hands wander down her back and into her swimsuit bottom. It felt good as they cupped and squeezed her soft flesh.

Leanne, in almost a daze of sexual excitement, suddenly realized that the first man's cock, still held in her hand, had totally lifted out of his swim suit. Leanne could barely get her hand around the beast; it was thicker and longer than any cock she had ever experienced.

The man drove a fourth finger into her pussy. Leanne gasped. She was riding up and down on his hand, fucking him as much as he was fucking her. She was so close to getting off. She needed it so badly.

"You want it, don't you!" The first man whispered into Leanne's ear. His breath was hot and insistent.