The swimming pool

He asked her over for a pool day, all easy smiles and cold drinks. Really he wanted to fuck her until her legs shook. She came in the back gate wearing almost nothing. His cock twitched before she even spoke. He already had two good silicone cocks lying on a white towel by the chair. They gleamed under the sun like a dare. He kept stealing glances at them, wondering when he’d work up the nerve to bring them over. Wondering when she’d let him press one between her wet folds while she bucked against the lounge cushion. The longer she talked, the more obvious the stiffness in his trunks became. She licked melted ice from her wrist and laughed. He felt his balls tighten. She hadn’t even taken off her bikini yet, and his mind was already racing toward the feel of her stretched wide around both cocks at once.