The pool's cool water laps against Frankie's skin as she languidly floats, her bikini top untied, nipples hardening in the sun. Jenny, her hair wet and wild, climbs onto the pool steps, her bikini bottoms damp, clinging to her pussy lips. Frankie's eyes rove over Jenny's body, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Jenny, feeling Frankie's gaze, spreads her legs slightly, inviting. Frankie swims closer, her hands finding Jenny's thighs, pushing them wider. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste Jenny's wetness, making Jenny gasp and grip the pool's edge, ready to be consumed by Frankie's hungry mouth.