<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/e072c58a77faa5114dea55df3f07228a/tumblr_o6ey9rz0JP1vnvl33o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marco Gutierrez<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Bartender<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st | 1:15<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Poolside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pool Attire (http://cfc.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/.sig/VIKvJPKzQs9qt6orR1c60w/cid/212034713/id/XG9LNAuy5hGczS-2yHa90g/size/c600x469.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Caroline Wafford<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Nudity, Voyeurism, Oral Sex, MxM(sorta)<br/><hr/><br/>As Caroline slid down his body, his hands stroked up her bare back, until his fingers were gently tangled in the silky strands of her hair.  Beneath her lips, well-toned muscles flexed in response to her kisses, and his skin grew steadily warmer the further down she got.  As her lips found his throbbing shaft his hands tightened into fists around handfuls of her hair and his lips parted with an unabashed moan of intense pleasure.  The head of his cock pulsed against her tongue and offered up a slick, muted taste of ever so mildly sweet precum, revealing a diet heavy in tropical fruits.  His head dropped back and his hips twitched, forcibly held back from the natural instinct to thrust and bury his length as deep into the warm, glorious confines of her mouth and throat as possible.  Instead, he struggled to remain still and allow her to set the pace, unless she indicated otherwise.<br/><br/>His eyes opened as his head dropped forward again, chin lowering to let his gaze slide down and watch his shaft disappear between plush lips, breathing growing weighty and rapid.  As he looked down at her, enjoying the view on a visceral level, his mind set off a distant alarm, almost lost in the fog of ecstasy and arousal.  Slowly it penetrated the veil and a thought struck from the mindless indulgence in carnal pleasure, 'Was someone watching them?'  His brow furrowed slightly and his head lifted again, eyes traveling the same path as before, but stopping on the sight of the man standing a few yards away.  He openly met John's gaze, bold and unashamed, his lips curling a bit as he let his eyes roam over the other man's body with a low growl.  His cock flexed powerfully between Caroline's lips and he spoke to her softly with a sensual rasp in his voice.<br/><br/>"We're being watched, mamasita.  There's a man about ten or fifteen feet away, transfixed by the sight of you sucking my cock where anyone can see you.  And he's hard as hell."  His fingers flexed in her hair, fingertips tenderly caressing over her scalp and his toes curling up.  His gaze dropped briefly to look down at her and meet her eyes, one brow arching as he whispered for her ears only.  "Want me to invite him to join us, sweet Caroline?  You'd look so hot getting fucked with my dick in your mouth."<br/><br/>