Sky Winchester<br/>Place: Gramercy Pool<br/>Tags: Bryn, Saorise<br/><br/>It should have made her feel bad, but….it didn’t. She could hear his labored breathing. His muscles were tight, but there was a sense of fatigue. Lifting her up, driving his shaft inside of her had to be taking a toll on his body. He was, after all, only human. The water would help, but it was clearly not enough. She wanted to cum with him, and part of her secretly hoped the beauty in the pool would allow it, but that came to rest as she heard her heated words. It was not in the cards for her to explode, feeling the pleasure with him. No. It appeared she had other plans for her, but Sky also knew that she was only human as well. Each time his cock rose up, filling her, caressing her depths, she knew how close she was growing. Each stroke, each push from his hips was sending her higher and higher. It would not be a question of will or desire to obey. Instead it would be a matter of timing. She wasn’t sure she could hold out.<br/><br/>Saorise’s mouth was on hers’; devouring her as if her survival depended on the touch, the feel, of her lips. It was mesmerizing, but not enough to draw away from the sensation of her sex being taken. Bryn was enchanting in his own way. Her skin tingled from her fingernails. Sky loved it. Everything was converging, boiling, simmering, and she was about to her breaking point. She wanted to talk to the girl, to tell her of the great pleasure she was feeling, to beg for more, to beg for the right, the privilege to cum, but she couldn’t. Words were a distant concept, further away than the moon than trickled light down upon them. Understanding was there, but words were a flinting memory.<br/><br/>When Saorise turned her own attention to Bryn, Sky took the chance to wrap her mind around the decadence he was showering her with. There was conversation between the two of them, but she didn’t concern herself with it much. They knew each other in some way. She had just met them. Tomorrow things would return as they were. So tonight she would embrace them both and forget for a while the truths of the world. It was so easy to do feeling him….and her as well. It was easy to imagine, to dream, to want. The words from her song from before were spinning in her mind. Sky’s lips moved in a silent encore performance. Saoirse really did have her spinning, and as she felt him finally reach his limit, a loud, sharp cry emitted from her lips. Sky tensed, fighting with all she had not to cum. She ached. It was a familiar and delicious ache from her past. Her body cried out for the release that she so desperately desired and needed. Disappointing the lovely woman next to her was not an option. “No,” she finally called out; willing her own body not to betray her, but it was a futile battle. It had been so long since Sky had felt the touch of man, much less the pleasures they could give. She could feel her body literally twitching as her muscles spasmed. Sky knew she must look like a sight to see. Her muscles contracting, causing her body to convulse against his. Her mouth hung open as sounds that seemed not even human came from her throat. She could feel her toes curling as cramps racked her thighs that squeezed tightly around him. Sky could not see anything as her vision blurred, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Despite the water it would be clear what had happened. She had disappointed the beauty next to her, but it was worth it to feel the pleasure with him.