Back to the Cabana!

Marina walked through the waterpark in front of Finn, leading the way to their cabana. He couldn't take his eyes off of her ass the entire walk there, and she seemed to know it, occasionally glancing back at him over her shoulder and smiling or winking.

Once they settled into the cabana again, Marina lounged on a cushioned chair, patting the seat next to her to invite Finn to join her. He gladly obliged.

She looked at him and ran her hand down her body while he watched intently. "Ready for another round?" She joked.

Finn realized that he actually was hard again. Her teasing was too much for him at this point, and he thought that there might be no going back - now that he knew what it was like to fuck her, he could probably get hard just hearing her name.

Marina noticed his hard cock through his swim trunks - he was lying on his back, so it would've been tough for her to miss. "You actually are ready for me again." She rolled to her left side, facing Finn, and ran her right hand up and down his shaft through his trunks. "Look at you," She said, "You want me so fucking bad, huh?"

"I really do, baby."

"I guess we should do something about this," She feigned innocence while reaching down the front of his shorts and taking his hard cock in her hand. Finn started to moan before she giggled and shushed him.

"What's wrong?" He asked her.

"You'll get us in trouble!" She laughed. "Now stay quiet while I get you off."

Finn obeyed, putting his head back and relaxing while Marina jerked him off under his swim trunks. Her hands were tiny and soft, and so warm. She stopped once in a while to gently spit on them before continuing, which made Finn even hornier.

Finn was practically in a trance when Marina told him to pull his shorts down a little, but luckily realized what she was saying, and did as he was told. She immediately leaned over and took his cock in her warm mouth, licking and kissing the head. Finn whimpered a bit, a result of trying not to moan, which made her giggle. He put his arms up behind his head, so he could prop himself up to watch her. She happily sucked his cock while smiling up at him. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth, holding it in her throat before gagging, and then jerking him off as she caught her breath.

"Get on your knees," Finn suddenly said. Marina didn't even question him, and got onto the floor, still smiling as he stood up and started jerking his cock above her. "Pull out those big tits, baby."

Marina slid her tits up and over the neckline of her swimsuit, before pushing them together with her hands and looking up at Finn again. "Like this?"

"Just like that," Finn groaned, putting his hand on the back of her head to hold her still. In an instant, he was cumming on her beautiful tits, as she joyfully watched herself getting covered in the warm creamy ropes his cock shot at her. When he was done, Finn stepped back and admired his work. "Now cover yourself back up with that slutty little swimsuit." Finn wasn't exactly sure where this sudden confidence was coming from, but he liked it, and Marina apparently did, too. She listened to him, and pulled her suit back over her tits. She was careful not to rub the suit against the cum, which caused small dots to soak through her swimsuit.

Finn and Marina spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between lounging around the cabana and making out, and floating in the lazy river, where Marina would find any opportunity to flash her tits to Finn.