Matt was, admittedly, both surprised and a little jealous when she called over her friend, begging him to fuck her ass. Was he not enough? Matt pushed the tiny bit of jealousy out of his mind though. Clearly Ami was far more into sex then he would have ever thought. Maybe people watched them now, since they were clearly the furthest along, far past the point of blowjobs. As Jake came over and slid himself into Ami's ass with a little resistance, Matt started to thrust up harder into her. Each time Ami bounced down on his cock he slammed upwards, the tip of his manhood meshing against her end wall with every pound. One hand gripped her hip as the other moved between them, cupping her breast firmly. Squeezing the ample globe, Matt pinched the nipple firmly between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it as he leaned forward and enveloped the other soft mound in his mouth, starting to suckle happily at the D-cups as Ami was sandwiched between the swim-captain and her friend.