She groaned at every thrust, working her hips back and forth, her kegels massaging my cock. “Hey, what the hell are you doing, Fi. Indian hot xxx I was fucked. I couldn’t refuse her. “We both managed to get off early so we stopped and bought groceries then made the drive up here. “I don’t think so,” Fiona answered. I dried off and put shorts and a tee shirt on. As usual, she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. “Did she see us in here?” I asked quietly. Let’s just at least have breakfast first.”
“Alright, breakfast first, but then we go swimming. Somewhere around here I guess.”
“You left the shower on, dear,” Mom admonished. Then her entire body flexed as she drew me to her with her legs and held me in place. On Friday, I woke up in Fiona’s bed with her spooning me. We kissed underwater for a few moments before I gave a strong scissor kick to propel both of us back above the surface. Her soft, smooth skin and firm muscles rubbed my inner thighs and pressed against my cock and scrotum as I kicked through the water. Fiona woke anyway, but only opened one eye.
