"Oh, man, too much," Jim said excitedly.

The couple was standing in the water kissing; the woman's big pointed tits nuzzling the man's chest. He reached down and cupped and squeezed her bare ass. Then, breaking the kiss, they took each other's hands and started wading toward the shore. Cindy shivered with anticipation. Maybe they were going to fuck again.

She felt Jim's hand creeping down from her shoulder towards her tits. She was used to that. He always did it at the movies and she always had to slap his hand just before it reached her tit. But tonight she didn't feel like bothering, she was so engrossed in the naughty film. It wouldn't kill her to have a boy touch her tit, after all. She watched the screen couple reach the shore and lie down on a blanket.

"Oh, darn, I wish they'd show everything," she sighed.

"Yeah, wouldn't that be something?" Jim agreed.

Again the naked couple was shown only from the hips up, but when the man rolled on top of the woman, it was obvious what they were doing. Cindy heard Jim start to breathe heavily as he watched, and his hand crept lower till he was touching her tit. Even through her tee-shirt and bra, she could feel the searing heat of his hand. She hadn't realized her tits were so receptive to touch, and she quivered with arousal.

The couple on the screen was definitely fucking, the man's hips jerking, the woman moaning. The film was in some foreign language, and the subtitles were too blurry to read, but that didn't bother Cindy and Jim. The picture was all they needed. Jim cupped Cindy's tit and began to squeeze it, and she almost squealed with excitement.

"Fantastic," Jim panted, "they're actually doing it."

"Yeah, isn't it exciting?" Cindy breathed.

Jim's eyes were glued to the screen, but he managed to find Cindy's other tit. He cupped and squeezed both hot globes in a steady firm rhythm that made Cindy cream helplessly, the steaming thick pussy juice soaking right through the crotch of her panties. She didn't think she'd ever felt so horny in her young life.