Naomi's

Andrea let one of her hands drop from Naomi's breast, and drift down her stomach toward the top hem of her bikini bottom. She slid a finger under the material, and touch Naomi's fingers. Naomi, recognizing the shift of attention, removed her hand, making space for Andrea.

Andrea's fingers were slick from the sunscreen, and Naomi's pussy was wet from being so aroused, that Andrea was able to easily slide a finger straight into Naomi's hole without resistance. She jerked her with one finger for a bit, then added a second, and a third. Andrea adjusted her position a bit for a better angle, and Naomi untied the strings on the side of her bikini, and pulled it away.

Naomi wrapped an arm behind her and around Andrea's head. Andrea continued to finger Naomi's twat, feeling it get wet, feeling it quiver. Although she loved Andrea's fingers, she sometimes imagined that each thrust was a cock instead, Pete's cock, plowing into her pussy. She hadn't fucked Pete in a while, and thought maybe today she'd give it a try.

Andrea, meanwhile, was also fantasizing about Pete. As she frigged Naomi's pussy, she too imagined it was Pete's cock, and she imagined her boyfriend hammering into Naomi the way he hammered into her.

He was right there, she could simply climb onto him if she wanted to. She didn't know for sure, but she imagined Naomi may very well be having similar ideas.