She did say she hates tan lines

“You’ve got a bit more exposed skin,” I said as I pulled away from her. Sure enough her bikini briefs had been swallowed by her firm, round ass cheeks. There was just a hint of purple fabric in between her cheeks now.

I slathered a bit more lotion onto my palms and then smacked both cheeks at once. Kimberly took a sharp inhale of breath as I started to aggressively kneed her flesh. I rubbed and stroked and groped her ass from every angle; I pressed her cheeks together and pulled them apart and dug my fingers into her body.

She moaned. The longer it went on the more guttural her moans became.

I smiled to myself.

“You know, if you really want to avoid tan lines then I suppose I should roll this down.”

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her bikini and started to slowly pull it down over her hips.

“But then again, you probably want to maintain your modesty.”

As I said that I pulled them back up but I moved my hands farther to the front of her. This had the effect of tugging the fabric tight over her pussy. Kimberly’s eyes shot open and she gasped as it slid over her clit.

I repeated the motion, moving my hands down and then back up, releasing and then reapplying pressure to her sex. I teased her in this way again and again.

“Uh… uh… uh…” she gulped out in rhythm.

I held my hands still.

“Well Kimberly, up or down?” I asked.