But when her hand descended onto my belly I drew my breath in sharply and I felt my buttocks clench. A few tendrils brushed against her neck as she tied the halter style top. Her hand slid up the inside of my thigh and cupped my sex with our new found familiarity. I remembered the silken skin of her breasts and the way her nipple had hardened to my touch. I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth. She slowly pulled them past his hard-on, which had to be eight inches. The bubbles surged into the widened gap, nibbling like soft mouths, tugging gently at my nether lips, and urging my clitoris into full erection. Her lover? Hope swelled in her breast, her heart beat a little faster. A bone in her captured hand snapped. The only sound was the smooth strokes of her arms cutting through the water.