<em>Of course</em>, Marissa thought lamely, her pussy still wet with a mixture of Steve's cum and her own. Her body was still sensitive, and the water around her suddenly felt cold. And maybe the buzz was starting to wear away as well. Pulling herself out of the water, water droplets sliding over her naked body, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her, her hard nipples exposed through the towel's fabric.<br/><br/>"I'll go too," Marissa said, drying off subtly, the towel still wrapped firmly around her. Where was her dress? She looked around and finally found it by the opposite side of the pool. Letting the towel fall to her ankles, the dress was easily pulled over her body, though she hadn't felt the need to wear a bra anymore. Her perky breasts were exposed through the fabric, though at this point, Marissa could care less.<br/><br/>"Who's Laura?" Marissa asked Steve with raised eyebrows, still imagining them fucking in the pool.