Lauren

Sam glanced at Phina, then slowly shook his head and blew her a kiss before turning and running towards the pool. Nearly crashing into the lawn chairs as he struggled to get his shorts off before diving into the water.

As luck would have it his aim was perfect, as his head broke the service of the water he found himself mere feet from Lauren, who had slid up on the stairs at the shallow end. She smiled at him from between her own spread and raised legs, her fingers flicking rapidly across her clit as she watched him swim closer and closer.

Without a word he pushed her fingers aside and lowered his tongue to her need pussy, eliciting a deep moan as he began to devour her. Her hands clutched his head, her fingers running through his wet hair as her moans filled the air.

“Fuck! Fuck yes! Keep doing that, don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” she cried out as his tongue danced across her pussy.

Suddenly her body went tense, her legs wrapping around Sam’s head, squeezing like a vice as her body began to shake with a thunderous orgasm.

As her body went limp Sam looked up into Lauren’s eyes.

“So I guess you enjoyed that then,” he asked with a grin.

She could only nod dumbly, her body still trembling with pleasure.

“Well, now that the slut has had her’s, I think it’s my turn,” a voice called out from behind them.