<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: outside patio, between pool and hot tub<br/>Tagged: Sergi, Tami, and those in the pool, lost in her own bubble of personal pleasure ;)<br/>Accent: Canadian (eh!) :P<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>Licking her lips in a slow and sensual tease Sam pressed back into the soft cushions, opening her legs wider letting one drop to the stone patio, resting the soft pad of her foot on its smooth , cold surface. Her eyes danced between the couples, gliding over each luscious body inch by delectable inch, taking in the erotic movements as they pleasured each other. Her fingers continued to slide along the opening of her already pulsating pleasure zone.  Her long lashes fluttered to a close, feeling the soft touch as they rested upon her cheeks.  Her senses were bombarded on every angle as the erotic scents and sounds flooded the night, mingling with the sweet scent of the garden flowers. The moaning was kept in time with the singing crickets accompanied by the chorus of bull frogs.  All in all it was turning out to be a wonderful evening with, she hoped, many more surprises in store.<br/><br/>The sexy brunette sighed, once more adding a glimmer to her slick lips as she relaxed, accompanied by the sounds of sex. Her slim fingers continued their slow sensual adventure, feeling along the slit of her lips, stroking and caressing while a soft purr of pleasure vibrated through her chest. A tingle moved through her body, resulting in an incredibly sensitive feeling that wrapped around her quivering bud that was crying out for attention. The deep throbbing need grew stronger with each caress, consuming her slim body, completely capturing her mind, no longer aware of the others playing in the pool and hot tub.<br/><br/>A low guttural moan floated on the warm sultry air as one finger slipped into her velvet heat, followed quickly by another, slowly gliding in and out of the honey warmth of her core. Each stroke drew a deep throaty groan of pleasure, causing the sensual brunette to squirm deeper into the soft cushion.  Pumping faster, rubbing with her thumb against her cilt and closing her eyes, she worked to bring the image of a dark haired man to her mind’s eye, imagining him there, buried deep in her velvet heat. Sam could almost feel his clever tongue stroking, invading her very core with both his sweet tongue and clever fingers. The deeper she fell into her dream the more real it became,  feeling his breath against her sensitive skin and delighting in the shiver brought forth from her very soul.<br/><br/>Groaning aloud, Sam’s hand moved to squeeze her nipple; tugging it against the lavender lace of her negligee as she lent her head down as far as she could, flicking her tongue to stroke against her perky breast. Each squirm caused the thrill to deepen as sensation after sensation rocked her body fueling her animalistic senses completely oblivious to those around her.<br/>