Mom, looking up from the papers she had spread across the table, said “u guys look after each other in that pool.” “We will mom.” Rach said with a slight lilt, turning and winking at me. Porn Rach jerked, and her hand gripped my thigh underwater like a vise. After a few minutes, she found what she was looking for; a little egg shaped vibe, attached by wire to a little butterfly. “She taught me how to do it when we were 12. She came back a minute later, with a handful of suits. Rach closed the browser, and typed in the chat “Swimming at Sharon’s?” Sharon was a friend of hers who’s backyard was kitty-corner from ours, and she had a pool, and Jacuzzi. I watched as she opened up the web browser,
