Britta could feel every inch of her body light on fire at the sight of the inexperienced boy's cock flaring to life. He was well endowed and she clucked to herself the shame that it hadn't been put to use before now. But another's loss was certainly her gain. She beckoned him in with a gesture of her head and then she laughed when he dove in next to her. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to meet his smiling face.
"I told ya. Isn't it just like floating? The water makes you feel so weightless, so free." She mused to herself, and to him, aloud. She began to swim in lazy circles around him, paying little regard to whether her legs or chest bumped him now and then. And when she was back in front of him, she stopped and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his neck boldly. Her chest pressed against his and her legs brushed up against his own. And she felt a rush of pleasure when she felt his cock pressing against her belly.
She pressed her cheek to his while her breath skittered against the shell of his ear, and spoke. "I'm going to kiss you, my boy, and then I want you to make love to me." She dragged her lips and tongue across his jaw, making a wet trail to his lips. And there she kissed him soundly, giving him a moment before she began to explore his mouth with her tongue.