Smiling, I leaned over the edge of the pool toward her, and as I reached out to shake her hand, she smiled too. Curiously looking at the waitress as she walked away, I eventually turned back when Eva asked if everything was okay. I was hesitant about doing it and when Eva told me to spit on it, I got really nervous, but did what she said. She had moved over to sit by the steps in the shallow end, and as I threw my towel down on a chair, I quickly went over to the edge of the pool. I desperately looked as she swung her legs onto the lounger and laid back. Not wanting to get caught staring again, I immediately looked up as she crossed her legs. Eva then let go of my head and reaching down she started feeling my cock and fondling my balls. She had on a long sleeve, white blouse that was so sheer it was see-through, and as I continued to stare, I could see her sheer white bra
