Cara stared at her, then back at me, tears running down her face. She sniffled. "I'm actually pretty conservative," she said. She looked down at herself. "Although you wouldn't know it by looking at me right now." She sat down, which once again put her at eye level with my hard cock. She stared at it.

"I'm now in the mood for something stronger than iced tea," I said. "The pool bar is open. Would you ladies like some champagne?"

"Johnny, could you make us mojitos?" Mary Beth said.

"Coming right up, ma'am." I walked to the garden and grabbed a bunch of mint, then went to the kitchen. I...