She walks over, water still beading on her skin, and starts teasing him—peeling the wet fabric off inch by inch. Bikini top first, letting those big soft tits spill free and sway. Bottoms next. She turns, lowers herself, and drags her slick, freshly-wet pussy across his face, then down over his hardening cock, coating him in her heat and the taste of chlorine and arousal.
She drops to her knees between his thighs while he’s still lying back and takes him into her mouth—slow, deep, tongue working, lips stretched, wet sounds filling the room. When he finally sits up and stands, she stays on her knees in front of him and starts face-fucking herself on his hard cock.
He pulls out at the last second and covers her face, thick ropes landing across her cheeks, lips, and tongue while she looks up at him, still on her knees, marked and breathing hard.
