Skinny Dipping

Kali Rose strolls through the neighborhood and spots a pool. She decides a quick dip sounds perfect. The warm water feels nice against her skin, so she peels off her bikini and floats like she owns the place. Carter Cruise spots her from inside the house—a smoking-hot blonde just lounging naked in her backyard pool. Time to find out what the hell is going on. Kali’s still kicking back when Carter sneaks up behind her. Carter clears her throat and Kali nearly jumps out of the water. She scrambles for excuses, playing the innocent trespasser, apologizing and trying to slip away. Carter isn’t fooled. She strips right there on the deck and says Kali can’t just break in and not stick around to have some fun. Kali’s still rattled, but Carter dives in and pulls her close, bodies sliding together slick and wet. Kali mutters something about not knowing each other, yet she’s grinding a little closer every second. When she worries about nosy neighbors watching, Carter grabs her hand and leads her inside to the bedroom. She throws Kali onto the bed, strips off what little is left, and spreads her legs. One long lick up Kali’s slit and the hesitation disappears. Carter buries her tongue deep, then flips around so they can sixty-nine. Fingers pump in and out, tongues lap at tight little assholes, and soon they’re grinding clit-to-clit, scissoring hard enough to soak the sheets. The bed ends up way wetter than the pool ever was.