<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 239, 152)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 239, 152)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://s3.us-east-2.amazonaws.com/portal-laneta/barbyvalles/rodrigo-romeh-el-instagramer-fitness-de-mexico-01-201907181214371437" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Justin Torres</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Pool Area / Patio Bar<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b> <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Molly, <a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a> as Lea, Open... Are our locals gonna stumble on this scene?<br/>
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Thankfully, Molly handled the little mess quite well and Lea took it in good humor. Justin rushed behind the bar and grabbed a pair of clean bar towels as Lea described her experience. He watched the blonde clean off her hair, thinking of her earlier friendliness. He smirked, thinking how for a few choices his cum would be being wiped out of Lea's hair rather than in Molly's tummy. And as Lea took her top off and got settled showing off her tits, he imagined just that.<br/>
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He had expected to guide Lea through a body shot, but Molly took charge and began setting her up. Quite forcefully. There was some short lived resistance in Lea, clearly having been caught off guard. The looks she gave him, shifting between something like anger and expectation and acceptance. Watching Molly manhandle Lea was creating a stir in the young man. He watched in rapt attention as the redhead ran her tongue along Lea's body, into her belly button. For a second he thought he could will Molly to remain down there and work Lea's shorts off. The way she glanced at him, she was teasing the possibility. By the time Molly bit into the lime between Lea's breasts, Justin found that he had subconsciously started stroking his hardening cock. He let go to applaud as the women stood up straight. "So that's how you do it," he said grinning at Lea. He glanced at her wet glistening nipples and licked his lips adding, "The lime juice was a nice touch... but now it's your turn."  <br/>
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Justin grabbed the salt shaker, bottle, and a handful of limes in a napkin and led the women to a chaise lounge by the edge of the pool. "I think this might be easier than trying to stay balanced on a stool again." He was glad the Anderson's had gotten quality bar stools. It would've been too easy to fall over. "So since Molly went first, you do one off me and then I'll do her," he said to Lea. <br/>
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He gave the salt shaker to Lea, "Shot takers choice. He then likewise handed the bottle to Molly. "You mind pouring?" He rested his free hand on Molly's bare leg and guided her with him to his seat. He sat at the end of the pool chair and stuck a lime wedge in his mouth. Smiling around it, he then leaned back. His legs stuck out before him, but his stiffening cock stuck out as well working it's way skyward. He looked up at the women, his eyes drawn to each of their breasts, Molly's wet swim bottoms, and finally Lea's mouth.<br/>
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