Do Abby

You immediately squirt an ample amount of sunscreen into your hands and you eagerly lay your hands onto Abby's firm shoulders. Just the feel of her familiar smooth skin is enough to send a jolt to your groin, as your cock twitches unseen to any of the 3 gorgeous women around you. You knead the sunscreen into Abby's shoulders, your hands slowly moving down her back. When you approach the knot keeping her bikini top together, you're tempted to put on the string and let her breasts hang out, but you decide to let it stay on for now, especially since you're not sure how Elsa and Martha would react. You're sure they're pretty comfortable with their bodies and must often be topless or even nude in from of photographers and other men in their industry, but you don't want to jump the gun and risk making either of them uncomfortable.

Your hands make it all the way down to Abby's hips before you stop and apply more sunscreen to your hands. However, with Abby sitting on the edge of Elsa's deck chair, you can't really proceed down to do the back of her thighs, and you stand there with your hands open, contemplating your next move. Abby looks up and over her shoulder at the pause, and she smiles before she raises her hands to take yours. She puts you closer, until your erection is nudging the back of her head through your boxers, then she pulls your hands down her front. Following her lead, you turn your palms and run them down Abby's torso, and she lets go of your hands to pull the thin fabric on her chest slightly off her skin, giving you just enough room to slip your hands over her breasts.

You proceed to squeeze Abby's breasts and it feels nice with the sunscreen acting as a lubricant to make them a little slippery. Her nipples are hard and from time to time, you pinch them playfully between your thumbs and fingers. Eventually you realize you've lingered on Abby's breasts for quite a while. You glance at Martha behind you and she appears to have her eyes closed under her sunglasses and enjoying the sun. Elsa on the deck chair has her face resting on her arms and facing to the side, towards her fellow supermodel. She also has her eyes closed, although she would be able to see what your hands are doing to Abby if she opened them.

You feel Abby's head pushing back against your groin, and you realize your hands had stopped groping her and are just cupping her breasts. You snap out of your daydream and pull your hands up, reaching for the sunscreen bottle again for more. This time, you get a decent amount in your hands and you rub them together, then you lean forward and reach down Abby's front once more. However, instead of going for her breasts, you aim lower, rubbing the sunscreen onto Abby's taunt stomach before you slip your right hand down the front of her bikini bottoms without hesitation. Abby is taken aback by your boldness at first, letting out a soft gasp, before she quickly adjusts and parts her legs and gives your index and middle fingers access to her pussy. Not wanting to cause a stir, you go slowly, first slipping your fingers in and feeling around the walls of Abby's pussy, before you start to move them in a circular motion, like you're fishing around for your keys in the crevices of a couch.

Abby allows you to go on for a while, until she abruptly pries your hand out from between her legs. You're confused, until she looks up at you and you can see the deep red flush on her face. She must have been close to cumming and wanted to avoid doing so in the presence of Martha and Elsa. She clears her throat and says, "Thanks... I think I'm good. I'm going to go lay down over there." Abby points at the deck chair on the other side of Elsa. "Do you want me to help you with your sunscreen?"