I turned us in the water then, so that the other three women were behind me. Melissa was clearly watching them over my shoulder.
"Oh, God, Greg, they're watching us. I think they know what we're doing," she whispered.
"Does it look like they're mad?" I asked softly. "I don't want to stop, but I will if you want."
"Not yet," she breathed.
She wasn't watching me at all as I f****d her in the pool. The entire time she was looking over my shoulder at our audience. It didn't take long before she shuddered and came, and then she finally looked at me.
"My mom's getting in the pool!" she hissed.
I felt her p***y squeezing me uncomfortably, and let my d**k slip from her. Then I turned and pulled her arms over my shoulders so I could give her a "ride" around the shallow end of the pool. I felt
