Jerome takes Melissa to the changing room and Taylor needs to be creative

Jerome went down the stairs and followed Melissa, who waited for him at the door to the changing rooms. She giggled as he gave her pale ass a squeeze as they went through the door. They looked around for a short moment and then disappeared inside one of the cabins.

Jerome directly started to kiss the blonde girl and put one of his hands between her legs, pushing her bikini bottom to the side and slip the finger into her slightly wet pussy. Melissa moaned as she was fingered by the black guy.

"Naughty girl," he said, "letting some guy who you just have to meet finger fuck you in the changing room of a pool. He added a second finger and stretched her pussy a bit. She wasn't a virgin and from the way she moved, had at least a bit of experience with sex.

He could feel how her hand moved down his body and into his pants, reaching for his semi-hard cock. She bit her lips and looked up at him. "Normally I don't do this," she mumbles and smiles.

"I am sure the boys here in town never suggested this, didn't they?" Jerome asked back. Melissa again bit her lips and shook her head. "Ever with a black guy?" he then asked and watched how she shook her head again. She would be like the other girls, as soon as she got a thick cock between her legs, she would learn what a slut she was. While she stroked his cock, he had stripped her out of her bikini, the pale body with small tits and a bald shaved pussy making his cock rock hard.

"Now, want a taste," he said with a grin and she looked down his body, as Jerome pulled his pants down and let his cock jump up. Melissa's big eyes told him that she never had seen such a massive cock and he couldn't wait to push himself into her pussy. But for the moment he gave her head a gentle push, which made her sink on her knees. His cock was pointing straight at her face and the young blonde slowly opened her lips, barely managing to take his massive cock into her lips. Jerome had his hand on her head but let her start sucking him off gently. Melissa's lips wrapped tightly around him as he pushed a bit inside her mouth, feeling her lips doing their best.

She wasn't a top skilled cocksucker but she definitely had done it before and seemed to have some talent to build upon. Finally, he started to guide her head a bit more, making her take the cock a bit deeper. Melsissakneeded there with her legs slightly spread and he could see how she had one hand between them. While she was sucking him off, he took a little video and send it to Taylor. he wondered how easy the younger sister would be, but for the moment the older one was on a good way to become one of the new whores.

He fucked her face a bit harder now, making her gag and drool. Finally, he felt close to cumming, he pulled out and she sat there for a moment. "Get up," he commanded her and as she stood up, her hair slightly messed up, he spun her around, making her face the small mirror at the wall of the changing room. Then he lined his cock up with her pussy and gave it a good thrust. Melissa moaned as it suddenly penetrated her, but Jerome quickly shoved her bikini bottom into her mouth to muffle her moans.

At the food area, Taylor noticed that Annabel was getting a bit drunk but also seemed to be more worried about why her sister wasn't coming back.

"Better I look for Melissa," she said and got up. "She should definitely be back by now."

"Hey, don't worry," Taylor said. "Maybe she meet someone and lost track of time?"

Annabel thought about the idea for a moment. "Yeah, that could be. You right, she probably just meet some classmates." She looked a bit around. "But what now?"

"What about a massage?" Taylor asked. He had seen some rooms for massages when he arrived earlier and those now gave him an idea how he could make progress on turning the innocent young woman into a good slut for the brothel.

"A massage?" Annabel asked back. "I ... I don't know. They look expensive."

"I could give you one," Taylor said. "I am not a professional but I have some experience."

"Cool," Annabel said. She looked again around, probably trying to spot her sister. "Okay, if you want."

Taylor pulled her down the stairs and towards the massage rooms, which were in a little bit secluded corner of the pool. Luckily the first room was empty and so they went inside before he carefully locked the door.

"Lay down," he said and pointed on the massage bench in the middle of the room.

"Which way?" Annabel said.

"How you prefer it," Jerome responded.