Toby extends a hand for a fist bump and nods. "Her tits get more luscious by the day. Might be the last chance to titty fuck her before her belly cock blocks us."
We lower ourselves onto the foam mat, the thick padding a godsend—dick splinters would be the ultimate cock block. I gently ease her legs apart. Toby leans in from her side, his tongue working the curve of her breast. He circles her nipple through the bikini top, slow spirals that dampen the fabric.
My chest tightens as I watch how he savors her. Pausing, he reaches behind her neck, catches the end of the tie, and pulls. With a hand on either side, he lowers her top.
Her perky rosy nipples beg for attention, and as much as I want to give it, there's a different rosy spot I get to attend to.
I settle between her thighs. Her musky sweet scent intoxicates me. With a tug of the bow on each of her hips, I get rid of her bikini.
I spread her lips with my fingers then seal my mouth onto her pussy. Time stretches as I breathe her in and watch Toby suckle her. A drip of milk trails down her breast when he switches sides. We weren't prepared for her to be even sweeter.
We take every new discovery in stride just as we do her amnesia which she hasn't fully recovered from.
I press my tongue flat to her clit, working her slowly, letting the pleasure build, hoping it works into a dream.
Her body stirs. There's a hitch in her breath, but she remains asleep. I slide a finger inside her, then two, curling to hit that spot that makes her walls clench while sucking on her clit.
Toby sits back, massaging her breasts with his hands. "Fuck, these are perfect. I won't last much longer though." He straddles her, bracing himself on one arm to make sure he keeps his weight off her belly while sliding his cock between her tits.
Mirrors are one of the best assets we have, ensuring we're better able to see what each of us is doing, but we haven't installed any on the dock.
I make one last big lick over her clit before pulling away so I can slide my cock into her. Leaning onto Toby verges on crossing a line but that's the only way I can make this work.
Falling into an easy rhythm, I focus on her mumbles and moans.
Her pussy tightens around my cock.
"Hey, Princess. This is your wake-up call," Toby says, letting me know she's awake.
Her hand slaps on his leg. Her moans escalate and she writhes under us. She's awake, and she's tilting her hips just right to put max pressure on my cock.
I have to hold out, make sure she comes.
Toby groans, his pace quickening. "Open up." He rises off his braced arm, having pulled his cock out from between her breasts.
"I—" She comes undone. Her pussy contracts around my cock as her cries echo across the lake.
I let go, pumping her full of cum while Toby's growls overtake hers.
He and I collapse on either side of her. She's the center of our universe.
Honk! Honk!A car horn steals any chance we had of relaxing.
All three of us sit up, staring toward the house. The driveway is on the opposite side of the house from the lake.
Molly says, "You were supposed to give me thirty minutes."
Toby and I tell her we did. Maybe we lost track of time. That happens with her.
She looks around and scrambles to tie her bikini back in place. "You guys better run."
I can't leave her without planting a kiss on her pretty red lips. Toby does the same, then we bolt up the steps and into the lake house where our swim shorts are waiting on the floor.
"They're fifteen minutes early." I tug mine on and wash my face in the kitchen sink.
"Why do you suppose they're honking?" Toby dresses and heads to the door. "I'll see if they need help carrying stuff in."
He swings the door open and comes to such an abrupt stop that I crash into him. For a second, I have a flashback to leaning on him when we were just with Molly.
