The girls wrestle in the water

Ryan watches, transfixed, as Luna and her friends start wrestling in the pool. Their wet bodies slide against each other, their bikinis straining against their curves. He can't tear his eyes away, his heart pounding in his chest.

Luna seems to be the ringleader, her icy blue eyes flashing with mischief as she grapples with her friends. She's strong, her petite frame belying her strength as she pins one of her friends to the side of the pool.

One of the other girls, a curvy brunette, laughs breathlessly, her ample chest heaving as she struggles against Luna's grip. "You're cheating!" she accuses, her voice playful.

Luna smirks, her lips curling into a wicked grin. “No such thing in wrestling, babe.” She leans in close, her face mere inches from the other girl's. “You gotta use every advantage you've got.”

The other girl's eyes widen, her breath hitching in her throat. But then Luna releases her, and the moment is gone. The girls continue their playful wrestling, their laughter echoing across the yard.

Ryan shifts in his seat, his cock throbbing painfully against the confines of his swim trunks. He knows he should look away, should focus on something else. But he can't seem to tear his eyes away from the scene before him.

He wonders what Luna would do if he joined them in the pool. Would she fight him off, or would she welcome his advances? Would she let him touch her the way he's been dreaming of, or would she push him away in disgust?