Steve gave her complete run of the compound and despite her penchant for bringing her current sex partners around, she was generally quite responsible.

Lynn wiggled that succulent posterior in an extravagant fashion as she sidled up to the embracing couple standing in the churning water, laughed, and put her slim arms around them. She and Billie kissed and Susan soon joined in. Their tongues fluttered together lightly, extending from their parted lips, and then they took turns kissing full-mouthed. She and Susan's breasts rubbed together through Susan's moist tank-top while Billie ran his hand down Lynn's sleek back and into the cleft between her curvy buttocks which led down between her thin, supple legs.

"God, you guys look like you're having a good time. Does she turn you on? Do you want to stick it in her Billie?" Steve teased over the sound system.

"You fucking know it, Mr. G…" he said enthusiastically, looking up at the camera with the little red light that indicated it was the one observing them.

"… if I get that far. You won't believe the little cunt on this thing. I can barely get my finger into it and there's just a little fuzz on it. Fuuuck, makes me hard. And she's hot too, aren't you, honey," he said affectionately as he turned back to her. Billie had slid Susan's thong to one side of her slit and his hand moved lightly between her lean legs, her hips akilter. She let out a little murmur and stuck her tongue back into his mouth, trying to climb up his body and center his hard dick on her horny little slit, needing penetration by more than a finger. Lynn was mouthing her small breasts and nipples through the wet shirt, with her hand rubbing her own hairless slit, her thong also pulled to the side of her little cunt.

Susan finished her kiss and looked coyly at Billie, "Can we get some more coke, honey?" she cooed.