Bob's great idea

Bianca Arden stood in the pool, letting the water wash over her sun-warmed skin. Her nipples had gone tight from the cool water, and her bare mound showed through the shallows. Bob stepped outside with the same thought in mind—cool off. One look at her changed it. He slipped into the pool behind her, hands sliding down, mouth finding the heat between her legs. She leaned back against the edge and spread for him, the taste of her slick and salt mixing with the pool water. She caught his cock in her hand, pulled him to the steps, and took him in her mouth. Water lapped at her thighs while she worked him, wet lips sliding over every inch. When she had him throbbing she turned, braced her elbows on the warm stone, and he pushed inside her from behind. His thrusts were slow and deep, then sharper, until he emptied himself in her with short, hard jerks that left her full and dripping.