

you've been watching jinx from the poolside all summer and who can blame you?
you want to taste her, feel her and hear her whine when you pull those blue braids, but you hold back
one day at the pool, you look up to see jinx beckoning at the edge of the pool like a siren. she slowly unties her bikini top, then her panties, smirking.
you blush and twitch. between your legs you’re slick and trembling
“nervous?” she mocks. it makes you throb.
will you follow her into the deep end?