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"Don't mind us," the dark one said. "It's not the first one we've seen."
"Don't mind us," the dark one said. "It's not the first one we've seen."


I sat up straight and looked at them
I sat up straight and looked at them. Like most of the girls in the pool, they were only wearing the bottom half of their bikinis. The one who spoke was white with long blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail; she was slim and her tits were barely showing; maybe it was the cold water, but her little pink nipples were sticking out. Her friend was a lovely milk chocolate colour, with black, curly hair, cut short and she was more developed; her tits were still barely a handful though but, unlike the blonde, she had a definite waist above the swell of her hips and the little scrap of material that barely covered her pussy.
 
“Were you having a nice dream,” the blonde said. I said that I was.
 
“What were you dreaming about,” Black Hair asked.
 
“I was having sex on the beach with two girls,” I said.
 
"Ooh! Sounds interesting, she said.






Blondie was Marie and Black Hair was Maureen. “M and M’s,” Maureen said.
Blondie was Marie and Black Hair was Maureen. “M and M’s,” Maureen said.

Revision as of 15:01, 27 May 2019

"Err... Sorry about that," I said, feeling myself going red.

"Don't mind us," the dark one said. "It's not the first one we've seen."

I sat up straight and looked at them. Like most of the girls in the pool, they were only wearing the bottom half of their bikinis. The one who spoke was white with long blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail; she was slim and her tits were barely showing; maybe it was the cold water, but her little pink nipples were sticking out. Her friend was a lovely milk chocolate colour, with black, curly hair, cut short and she was more developed; her tits were still barely a handful though but, unlike the blonde, she had a definite waist above the swell of her hips and the little scrap of material that barely covered her pussy.

“Were you having a nice dream,” the blonde said. I said that I was.

“What were you dreaming about,” Black Hair asked.

“I was having sex on the beach with two girls,” I said.

"Ooh! Sounds interesting, she said.


Blondie was Marie and Black Hair was Maureen. “M and M’s,” Maureen said.