Taking a deep breath, and an even greater risk, Gary set the bottle of sunscreen on a nearby table. “I see a spot I missed” he said, and then reaching between her spread legs, pressed his hand over her pubic mound, and began to massage his fingers over the wet spot.
“What are you doing?” she said in a protesting voice, but made no move to prevent him from working his fingers up and down her juicy wet slit covered only by the thin, lycra bikini bottoms. In no time at all, she was moaning, and spreading her legs further, even as she lifted the lower half of her body off of the chair, and provocatively thrust her shapely ass towards Gary.
“That feels good. Don’t stop” she said.
Working his fingers back and forth, Gary pressed them firmly against Heather’s increasingly wet bikini bottoms. She in turn pressed her pussy back against his hand. “I’m soooo wet, and sooo fucking horny” Slowly, he eased his fingers underneath Heather's skimpy bikini bottoms and lightly grazed her wet pussy, she gasped, but again made no objection. Gary’s fingers slid over the slick wetness, tracing through her soft, curly pubic hair until it met her erect clit. Circling his forefinger around and around it and then flicking it over it, he felt her body twitch.
“I’m on the pill” she gasped. Gary wasn’t quite sure how to respond, but he was sure that Heather would do just about anything he wanted to do at that moment. Reaching over with his free hand Gary pulled down the red bikini bottoms, until he’d pulled them down to Heather’s knees. The flesh beneath the bottoms perfectly matched the outline of the panties, and was very pale. Her pussy was covered with a sparse, downy triangle of fine blonde pubic hair, and her labia glistened in the sunlight.
He glanced next door, wondering if Joyce or Bernie might show up unexpectedly and catch him fucking the prototypical “California girl”.
“Put your finger in my pussy,” Heather said in a soft breathy voice, and when Gary complied with her wish, she began to rock back and forth on the chair, sliding her tight pussy up and down on several of Gary’s wet and sticky fingers. He positioned himself behind her, and with his free hand pressed the sole of her bare foot against his rigid manhood that strained to be free under his shorts.
“MMMmm, nice and hard, hmmm?” she said as she looked back at Gary over her shoulder.
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