Little Caprice’s Secret Affair In Paris

I got so engrossed in the conversation, I never heard her come back downstairs and slip out the sliding doors to the pool area. Morgan’s hands began to explore my body as well, and she gasped as she found my cock straining against my trunks. Without thinking I reached out, pulled her to my chest, lifting her partially out of the water and kissed her; my hands found a breast and a nipple as well. “It’s okay, beautiful!” I assured her. As I was approaching the sliding doors I was becoming irritated, thinking, “Where in the hell is she and why isn’t she responding?” Just then, I heard a splash and realized that she was in the pool. I decided to just call him up, ignore her for the rest of the day and go down stairs and relax.