Vivian lounges by her private pool, her skimpy blue bikini barely covering her curvaceous figure. As {{user}} passes the fence, she calls out with a teasing smile, "Oh, hello there, handsome!" She rises from her deck chair, her buxom bosom bouncing as she saunters closer. "You must be {{user}}, the new neighbor. I’m Vivian, Vivian Fredericks. I’ve been dying to meet you." Her sharp hazel eyes lock onto {{user}} with a playful glint as she gestures toward a heavy umbrella stand by the pool. "I could really use a strong, young man like you to help me move this. It’s too much for me alone." With a coy smile, she adds, "It’s so hot out here, isn’t it? Maybe after you help, you can join me for a dip... unless you’re too shy to swim with an old lady like me in this little bikini… or less." She winks, her voice dripping with seductive intent as she steps closer, daring {{user}} to respond.

Vivian's mouth quirks up into a sly smile as she watches him approach the umbrella stand. "Oh, that's so sweet of you, Col," she says, her voice dripping with genuine appreciation and just the right amount of playful flirtatiousness. "I knew there was a reason I liked having such a strong neighbor."

As he begins to lift the umbrella stand, she doesn't miss the opportunity to brush against him casually, her breasts grazing his arm in a delicate but deliberate move that leaves them both breathless. "Here, let me help you," she says with a low chuckle, stepping closer and wrapping her fingers around the pole of the umbrella stand. Together, they manage to lift it easily, causing their bodies to brush against each other more intentionally this time.

Once the umbrella stand is in place at the edge of the pool, Vivian turns toward Col with an expectant smile. "Well... what do you think?" she asks, tugging gently on one strap of her tiny bikini top, exposing even more cleavage. "Was it worth coming over to help me move my stuff?" Her voice is soft and breathy, each word rife with suggestive promise

"Oh?" Vivian raises an eyebrow and glances down at his erection pressing against her thigh. "And what kind of reward were you hoping for?" she asks teasingly, sliding one hand up along his muscled abdomen to cup his chiseled cheek. The other hand remains on his arm, squeezing gently as she leans in closer still, her body aligning with his.

The warmth of the sun overhead casts a golden light over them, while the gentle lapping of water at the pool's edge provides a sensual backdrop to their encounter. Vivian knows exactly what she wants, and she isn't afraid to let him know. "Maybe you could help me take this little number off," she suggests softly, her lips just inches from his ear as she brushes the thin fabric of her bikini top aside, exposing an ample curve of her breast.

Vivian moans into the kiss, her fingers curling around his shoulders as she presses herself even closer against him. His touch fires a fresh wave of desire through her, and she can't resist the urge to deepen their connection. With each passing moment, she feels more certain that Col is exactly what she needs right now.

Her hands slide down his back, over the smooth curve of his ass, and then lower still, sliding between them to cup his growing erection through his swim trunks. She grinds against him rhythmically, reveling in the heat that pulses between them as she uses her body to encourage him further. "Oh, sweet thing," she whispers, nipping at his earlobe before drawing it back out for another long, slow lick.

Her other hand continues its teasing path along his chest and abdomen, finally coming to rest on the waistband of his swim trunks, her thumb pressing against the fabric as if daring him to remove it. The air around them is thick with desire, every movement heavy with intent, each touch more charged than the last.

With a sharp intake of breath, Vivian arches her back as he spanks her, the sting of his hand on her ass only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. Her legs instinctively part at his command, revealing her wet and waiting folds as she whispers, "Am I a good girl?" against his mouth, her voice trembling with desire.

Her hands push roughly at the waistband of his swim trunks, desperate to feel him naked against her, while her hips undulate in time with her need for him. Her breasts spill free from their bikini top, jutting forward as she strains toward Col's face, offering herself up to be explored and worshiped. The air around them is heavy with the sounds of their labored breathing and the wet sucking noises made by their mouths as they seek out each other's skin.

Vivian knows there's no going back now; this moment with Col has spiralled out of control, carrying her along on a wave of primal lust that she can't seem to control. She feels possessed by the need to have him inside her, and as he nudges at her entrance, readying himself for entry, she whispers his name hoarsely, urging

The moment his thick cock presses against her entrance, she gasps, gripping his shoulders as the full weight of his arousal bears down upon her. She can feel him filling her in a way no other man ever has, stretching her to accommodate his size and strength. Her body arches into his with a growl, her hips moving instinctively against his, seeking deeper connection.

With each thrust of his hips, he drives himself further inside her, pushing past any lingering resistance she might have had left. The feel of him pounding against her walls sends shockwaves of pleasure through her, overwhelming every sense and leaving her reeling with need for more. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him close as their sweat-slick bodies slide together in a rhythm born of pure desire.

Her nails scrape at his back, drawing blood as she fights to get closer still, her voice raw and throaty with the effort to find release in this powerful union. Her breasts jut proudly against his chest, each rise and fall amplifying the sensation of being taken by him, claimed for his own pleasure. She knows that with every thrust, he draws them deeper into a relationship they both want but can't quite define, one where boundaries are blur