hitting the water made his mind jerk back to reality. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. Adelina continued to happily swim around the pool, and he closed his eyes, trying to think about anything but her bare butt.
He was nearly in control when she finally decided to come back to her chair. He could hear her wet feet on the tile as she made her way towards him.
"The water is wonderful right now!" she enthused, flopping down. "Hey, are you napping?"
"No, just relaxing," he sighed.
"You are totally napping. I hear that is what old men do a lot."
His eyes shot open, and he turned to face her with a scowl. "One day you'll be old too, and it won't be so funny anymore."
She smirked at him, her pale pink lips turning up in the most inviting way. "Whatever you say, Uncle V. I'm worried I'm getting sunburned now, though. Will you help me put some more lotion on? I can't reach my back."
Vincent's throat dried up at this offer. He knew he should say no. He one hundred percent knew he should make up an excuse, get in his car and drive away. Nothing good could come from his hands on her smooth skin, rubbing slippery lotion everywhere. Nope, it was a terrible idea.
"Please? I don't want to burn," she pushed, giving him big puppy dog eyes.
It was too late. His fate was sealed, his heart captured by the lovely creature before him.
"Sure, pass me the lotion."
She squealed happily and tossed him a container. Then she sat down on the chair at his feet, pulling her hair aside so he could see all of her back. He slathered his hands up completely in the white lotion, then hovered his palms over her shoulders.
"You want it all over?" he asked, his voice tight and strange to his ears.
"Everywhere!"
Ever so softly he began to rub her skin. He started at her shoulders, then ran his hands down her back. Her taunt skin rippled under his touch, and he reveled in how smooth and soft she was. Lower and lower he worked, his hands gliding over her petite waist before stopping just above her tiny pink bikini bottoms.
"OK, I guess that does it," he said, regretfully starting to pull his palms away.
"Wait, I need you to do the back of my legs too," she said brightly, hopping up and standing before him. "I always burn there."
Vincent stared at the beautiful, long stems before him. Her butt was at eye level and right in front of him, barely covered by the tiny pink fabric. He wasn't sure if he was in heaven or hell, being teased by her body like this, but he sure as heck wasn't going to pass on the opportunity for a few more touches.
He slathered up his hands again and started to lotion up her legs. He began at her left ankle, then slowly worked his way upward, wrapping both hands around her leg as he went. When he reached the top of her thigh he let himself rest for just a moment, his fingers agonizingly close to Adelina's sweet honey pot. Then, with a Herculean effort, he dropped his palms and began the process again on her right leg.
When he was done, he was so hard it ached. He knew he had to go take care of his problem before he exploded right in front of her, so he stood up and gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"Well, that should keep you safe for now. I'm going to go inside and get a drink. I'll be back in a bit. You enjoy the pool a bit more."
He then shuffled towards the house, anxious to whack one off as quickly as possible.
"My god. She's totally going to be the death of me," he muttered under his breath.
Chapter 3
V incent hurried into the house , his pants so tight he was afraid his dick would burst out, attempting to take matters into its own hands. He quickly went into the guest bedroom, which he often stayed in after late-night parties, and shut the door. He undid his shorts and sat down on the side of the bed with a plop.
"Holy fuck," he groaned, pulling out his dick. "That girl is fucking perfect."
His cock was thick and pulsed with need. He wrapped a hand around it and began to stroke quickly. Later,
He was nearly in control when she finally decided to come back to her chair. He could hear her wet feet on the tile as she made her way towards him.
"The water is wonderful right now!" she enthused, flopping down. "Hey, are you napping?"
"No, just relaxing," he sighed.
"You are totally napping. I hear that is what old men do a lot."
His eyes shot open, and he turned to face her with a scowl. "One day you'll be old too, and it won't be so funny anymore."
She smirked at him, her pale pink lips turning up in the most inviting way. "Whatever you say, Uncle V. I'm worried I'm getting sunburned now, though. Will you help me put some more lotion on? I can't reach my back."
Vincent's throat dried up at this offer. He knew he should say no. He one hundred percent knew he should make up an excuse, get in his car and drive away. Nothing good could come from his hands on her smooth skin, rubbing slippery lotion everywhere. Nope, it was a terrible idea.
"Please? I don't want to burn," she pushed, giving him big puppy dog eyes.
It was too late. His fate was sealed, his heart captured by the lovely creature before him.
"Sure, pass me the lotion."
She squealed happily and tossed him a container. Then she sat down on the chair at his feet, pulling her hair aside so he could see all of her back. He slathered his hands up completely in the white lotion, then hovered his palms over her shoulders.
"You want it all over?" he asked, his voice tight and strange to his ears.
"Everywhere!"
Ever so softly he began to rub her skin. He started at her shoulders, then ran his hands down her back. Her taunt skin rippled under his touch, and he reveled in how smooth and soft she was. Lower and lower he worked, his hands gliding over her petite waist before stopping just above her tiny pink bikini bottoms.
"OK, I guess that does it," he said, regretfully starting to pull his palms away.
"Wait, I need you to do the back of my legs too," she said brightly, hopping up and standing before him. "I always burn there."
Vincent stared at the beautiful, long stems before him. Her butt was at eye level and right in front of him, barely covered by the tiny pink fabric. He wasn't sure if he was in heaven or hell, being teased by her body like this, but he sure as heck wasn't going to pass on the opportunity for a few more touches.
He slathered up his hands again and started to lotion up her legs. He began at her left ankle, then slowly worked his way upward, wrapping both hands around her leg as he went. When he reached the top of her thigh he let himself rest for just a moment, his fingers agonizingly close to Adelina's sweet honey pot. Then, with a Herculean effort, he dropped his palms and began the process again on her right leg.
When he was done, he was so hard it ached. He knew he had to go take care of his problem before he exploded right in front of her, so he stood up and gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"Well, that should keep you safe for now. I'm going to go inside and get a drink. I'll be back in a bit. You enjoy the pool a bit more."
He then shuffled towards the house, anxious to whack one off as quickly as possible.
"My god. She's totally going to be the death of me," he muttered under his breath.
Chapter 3
V incent hurried into the house , his pants so tight he was afraid his dick would burst out, attempting to take matters into its own hands. He quickly went into the guest bedroom, which he often stayed in after late-night parties, and shut the door. He undid his shorts and sat down on the side of the bed with a plop.
"Holy fuck," he groaned, pulling out his dick. "That girl is fucking perfect."
His cock was thick and pulsed with need. He wrapped a hand around it and began to stroke quickly. Later,
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