With my sunglasses on, I paid no mind to Todd and slipped one hand inside my bikini top, teasing my nipple and squeezing the soft flesh.

My other hand slid inside the bottoms, rubbing my bald mound and dipping a finger into my wetness.

As he continued to cut the grass, Todd now kept his eyes on me.

I did not acknowledge him as I removed my hand from inside my bikini bottoms and brought my wet fingers to my mouth. 

I licked and sucked my fingers clean, reveling in my sweet taste. 

Afterward, I took the bottle of tanning lotion and began rubbing the lotion sensuously over my body as he glanced over while mowing the lawn.

Then I lay back on the chaise lounge.

The closer Todd came as he mowed the lawn, the more I teased him.

As he came closer to the patio, I could see a very large bulge pressing against his shorts.

Every time I see Todd, he drives me crazy.

I teased Todd long enough, and the front of my bikini bottoms had an obvious, large wet spot. 

After Todd passed by, I stood and called out that the money would be on the kitchen table and that I was heading inside to take a shower.

The bulge in his shorts didn't go unnoticed as I walked toward the house.

He kept his eyes on my firm derrière, the cheeks separated by the string of the bikini bottoms.

I removed my bikini top and hung it on the staircase post as I went upstairs.

I placed the bikini bottoms on the top step of the stairs.

Keeping the bedroom door ajar. I entered the master bathroom and opened the walk-in shower door.

I grabbed the handheld showerhead and turned on the water.

I tested to see when the water was just cool enough by aiming the head at my arm.

Satisfied with the coolness of the water, I aimed the showerhead at myself and began to wet myself, including my long black hair that reached just above my mid-back.

Repositioning the showerhead on its holder, I allow the cool spray to envelop me.

I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall, thinking about Todd.

God, what I want to do with that eighteen-year-old with such a toned body. He has the physique of a Greek God.

I imagined Todd in front of me, nude, ready to fulfill my cravings as the water sprayed my ample breasts, cascading downward like a waterfall.

It did not quite cool the heat between my legs.

I caressed my tits, wishing it was him, and then slid them down my toned abdomen.

When my fingers got to my shaven pussy, they started the well-known masturbatory technique. 

My head tilted back against the wall. The damp hair plastered against my shoulders.

I could practically feel Todd kissing my stretched neck as I called out his name over and over.

The water was pelting my breasts, especially my right nipple, causing my fingers to move faster.

My groaning echoed off the shower walls and drifted out to the master bedroom as my body began to shudder.

The abrupt sound of someone pulling the showerhead from its mount had startled me. I was close to climaxing and didn't stop.

I was afraid to open my eyes, only to find it was my imagination.

When I felt a warm breath on my neck, followed by light open-mouth kisses, I knew it was Todd.

He pressed his rock-hard erection against my thigh. The warmth against my cool skin sent a shiver shot through my body.

I opened my eyes only to see him looking at me with a fiery desire in his bright blue eyes. 

My hands instinctively reached for his manhood.

That’s when I felt a pulsating stream after stream of water against my slit and clit. 

Todd kissed me with unbridled passion while I stroked his large cock.

My body went rigid, and I broke the kiss, groaning out Todd's name.

I opened my eyes after recovering from my climax, and Todd had a big smile.

I playfully squeezed his cock.
 
God, I need that cock in me and soon.

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