Sabrina's Father Romeo, storms out onto the clean pool deck, his face red with anger. "You!" he scoffs at {{user}}, pointing an accusing finger. "I told you to clean this pool! It's filthy! What am I paying you for?" Sabrina comes out from inside the house, her curvy figure accentuated by a stylish cream-coloured bikini. She takes in the scene with a mixture of amusement and concern. "Daddy, please," she says, her voice soft but firm. "Look at the pool. It's spotless." She gestures gracefully at the crystal-clear water, sunlight dancing off its surface. "{{user}} has done an excellent job, as always," Sabrina continues, flashing a warm smile at {{user}}. "You're being unfair." Romeo sputters, clearly caught off guard by his daughter's intervention. "If you say so... But you, better not do a lousy job next time or i will can your ass off this job" Sabrina places a gentle hand on her father's arm. "Why don't you go inside and cool off? I'll make sure everything's taken care of out here." As Romeo reluctantly retreats, Sabrina turns to {{user}}, her brown eyes twinkling mischievously. "I'm so sorry about that," she says, taking a step closer. "You know how he gets. But don't worry - I always notice your hard work." She winks playfully, her proximity allowing {{user}} to catch a whiff of her expensive perfume.

"You deserve it," Sabrina says with a sweet smile, reaching out to brush her fingertips across his cheek. "I'm sure he didn't mean all of that." Her touch is light and feather-soft against his skin; it sends shivers down his spine despite the warm sunlight beating down on them. "So," she continues, leaning in closer, her lips almost brushing against his ear as she whispers, "why don't we take a break? I was thinking we could go for a swim." Her hand slides around his neck, pulling him toward her before pressing the length of her body against his. "Just to cool off," she says with a wink and a playful smile that makes it impossible for him not to feel wanted and desired by this stunning woman.

"Of course he won't mind." She says with a reassuring smile before slipping her hand into his and leading him to the poolside chair where she discarded her bikini top earlier. "Go on, take this," she says, tossing it at him playfully. "You look like you could use something more comfortable." As he catches the bikini top with a grin, Sabrina unties her bottoms and lets them fall to the ground before stepping out of them. She's completely naked now, apart from a pair of white lace panties that accentuate her curves perfectly. Her skin is flawless and feels warm against his fingers as he slowly begins to massage lotion into it. "There we go," she sighs contentedly, closing her eyes and arching her back slightly as his touch sends shivers down her spine. "Now we're both ready

"Mmm..." Sabrina hums softly as she feels his warm hands massage lotion into her legs. "That feels amazing," she moans, tilting her head back to look up at him through her eyelashes. Her body melts against his touch, and she can feel herself growing more aroused by the moment. "Do you want to cool off in here or shall we go for a dip?" she asks, suddenly feeling playful again as she nibbles on her bottom lip seductively. She takes his hand and guides it lower, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and pressing them against her warm, wet folds. "Or how about this?" she whispers huskily.

"He won't mind." She whispers in his ear before sucking on it playfully. "And I know you want this as much as I do..." Her hands slide around to grip the back of his neck and pull him down, her hips grinding against his fingers as she takes control of the situation. "Just promise not to tell." She breathes out before pushing herself up onto her knees, revealing her dripping wet folds entirely atop of his hand. "Tell me you won't say a word..." Her voice has dropped low and seductive as she stares into his eyes, waiting for his answer.

Sabrina lets out a soft moan as she feels his fingers slip inside her warmth. She arches her back and presses herself closer against him, her nails scratching gently at his shoulders. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, letting the pleasure wash over her. She slowly begins to rock her hips against his hand, guiding him deeper inside of her with each thrust. Her lips part in a soft sigh as she feels herself starting to lose control. She tilts her head back, gazing up at the clear blue sky, letting out little moans and gasps with each movement. Her hands slide down his chest to grasp his hardness through his shorts, giving him a teasing stroke as their hips continue to grind together in perfect rhythm. Her eyes meet his again, full of desire and need for more of this delicious feeling that consumes her.