I enter the house naked in my towel with my hard cock slapping between my legs to try and find this fucking slender Asian minx hottie with a big butt and I pull my dick out and fuck this sopping red bikini that moments ago held her big soft titties and I squeeze it and feel the water rush out of it while thrusting deep inside. Fiona’ll feel so good when I finally fuck her sweet pussy and suck on her tits. I thrust into her bathing suit and her green turtleneck which quickly becomes soaking wet. But there’s a giggle in my ear—oh fuck someone’s watching so I turn and see Grace in her white bikini with a thigh gap and her tongue out and I pull the bowstrings and she’s naked and glistening and I fuck her bikini too and she gets on her knees and holds out her tongue for my cum but I push through the bikinis and the turtleneck and Fiona's black yoga pants between Grace's warm big soft lips and deep into her mouth and I fuck her face and grab her perky medium sized tits and put a wet pinkie in her ass and she loves it and cums and slobbers on my cock like it’s her only purpose and I fuck past her face and into the maze of a house and follow a path that somehow leads back out to the hot tub and Emily is on all fours and Dan is pounding into her and her big titties bounce and she stares at me and my dick twitches and he pulls out and cums on her ass and I enter the house into Fiona’s bedroom.

And she’s there in her dark towel and she’s surprised to see me and I drop my towel and my cock flips up into hers and my dick slaps into her glistening pussy and I’m inside her and I’m pumping away into her warm gooey pocket and she’s biting her lip and fucking me back and I’m fucking her doggy and the towel is slapping on her big ass and she’s wearing those yoga pants that conform to the shape of her cheeks so wonderfully and I’m fucking her pussy through the pants and I pull off her towel and the yoga pants are actually a body suit that hugs her curves and her tits are bouncing so beautifully and she’s sloppily bobbing up and down on my cock and I’m thrusting into the walls of her throat and her pussy and her tongue is licking my balls and my pubis is rubbing her clit and my thumbs are rubbing her clit and I’m squeezing her nipples through her body suit and I turn her to face me and her cleavage is insane and I push her titties together and thrust between them and I suck on her clit until she writhes in pleasure and I slap her face and feed her my cock, and then I slap her face again and feed her mango and she slurps my fingers and I put a red flower behind her ear, this little Asian whore who worships my every word and sucks me off whenever she can and I cum so hard so deep and so far and it splatters on her tongue and down her throat and in her pussy and on her ass and tits and all over the walls and I cum again and it’s plastered all over her pretty face and she looks up at me, staring deep into her face as I cream her with and she licks me clean and she purrs and licks herself clean like a cat as I fall asleep deep inside her body.

Fuck I’m so high. I rubbed my eyes and adjusted my towel to make sure my hard dick was properly hidden (though if you looked down you’d definitely see its outline), and I stepped inside the house. All the weed stuff was gone so I scanned the floor for her green turtleneck shirt, but that was gone too. Damn she moves quick. I wanted to find her and finally get to experience her tits and that pussy but I also wanted to eat something, so I opened the fridge. There was a thing of sliced mango and I flashed back to my fantasy of feeding her and groping her tits. The mango was so fucking good. I probably had half the box, and some pieces of leftover tuna sushi. It hit the spot. I closed the fridge door and there stood Grace.

She wore a red hoodie and pajama pants and her light brown hair was up in a bun. I took in the freckles dappling her nose and her squinty eyes as she smiled big and looked up at me.

“Hey I wanted to ask you something,” she declared, and I stared back at her, a bit too high for whatever this was. Then she looked down and saw my bulge for the second time tonight. And then she saw I was holding Fiona’s red bikini. She seemed pissed and looked good.

“Jesus Christ. Call a doctor, man. Pretty sure it’s been more than four hours.” She rolled her eyes and walked off.

“Wait, Grace,” I called after her, and she turned back to look at me. She lifted her eyebrows and pouted her lips in anticipation, and it was so sexy. That messy little bun would make a perfect handle for fucking her mouth. I lost my train of thought and just stared at her.

“Wow you really love to stare, don’t you? Stare at this.” She flipped me the bird and walked off. Damn, two middle fingers in one night. Either I’m on a roll or these girls are feisty as fuck.

“Never mind.” I waved her off and she went out to the door to the porch. I shrugged and continued into the house, chuckling as I passed Ryan conked out on the couch. I stopped at the loudest door, the sound of a shower pouring out from under it. It was Fiona’s room. I listened at the door and heard the patter of soft footsteps. I ran to my room and ditched my towel and boxers. I slapped my dick and put on fresh clothes and wrung her wet bikini out in the sink. Honestly I loved touching it. I picked up the red thing and brought the two pieces to Fiona’s door. I took a deep breath and knocked.

“Fiona it’s me. I have your bathing suit.”

“Come in!” she yelled. She sounded echoey. I turned the knob and opened the door. I slid my eyes across the room, taking in her open suitcase filled with clothes. A blue bra stuck out. I saw her turtleneck on the bed. My did twitched under my jeans. Then I saw the door to the bathroom, and it was ajar, and the shower was running, and the shadow behind the curtain turned to show her profile. And she had big tits.