Her bag hanging from the crook of my elbow. XXX Never allowing me to take my time to make it last for her. But She felt stretched and full with just my index finger inside of her. I slid my arms under her, walking her to the steps in the shallow end. She shifted closer, murmuring back. A blast of humidity hit her in the face She rubbed her eye with the heel of her hand and walked the short pathway to the pool. Pinning her hair up on her head, with a silent promise that she wouldn’t get it wet this time. Her vaginal walls clamped down around my finger, pulsing rhythmically, coating my finger with even more wetness as her orgasmic fluids seeped out of her, soaking into the towel.




















