Amy Sinclaire

Amy was prepared and eagerly anticipated for anyone to show up at the public pool. So as soon as she heard footsteps going down the staircase she stopped her butterfly strokes and watched him. Primarily his chiseled abs -- she felt like she could play an instrument off them. Eventually, once the stranger dove into the pool, the eighteen-year-old dove underwater and swam towards him. Her busty chest and fat ass got in the way of her swimming. There was no way someone with her figure could have actually been apart of any swim team. She must have just kept her old freshman year gym class uniform when she moved in. That would explain why it looked so absolutely tiny on her. Eventually she emerged before the figure that just joined her in the pool. Her massive bosom carried up a few handfuls of water in her cleavage as she rose from the water -- it all subsequently left her cleavage like a waterfall. "Oh, well, hi there. It's a wonderful day for a swim, isn't it?"

Amy opened up the front door of her apartment to reveal her chocolate-skinned body to the entire apartment complex. Her refined legs were blemish-less and completely bare for all to see. Her toned calves led up to her thicker, but not overly-so, thighs. She took a deep breath into the fresh morning air and her overly developed chest reflected just how refreshing that morning air was as it heaved in and out. The only thing that hid her birthday suit from the rest of the world was a minuscule school-issued bathing suit. It was skin-tight, thin, and conformed to her shapely assets like glue. Her bosom stretched the fabric like water would a balloon. When those massive tits simply couldn't fill the swimsuit any longer, they pushed out the tops and the sides -- revealing bulging, soft, and dark-skinned flesh from underneath. One could tell from a distance that something jutted out from either breast. Were her nipples that hard from being so revealing to any onlooker, or were they simply pierced underneath? Her hips swung out from side to side as she stepped down the stairs into the courtyard. If her front-half was too revealing to a crowd, than her back-half would be labeled as public nudity. Between her wide and fertile hips were two thick, bouncy, and juicy ass cheeks that devoured her swimsuit. If it wasn't for that huge ass in the way someone could easily see that her swimsuit was snuggled right up against her puffy doughnut. Those cheeks were for all to see. She eventually reached the apartment complex's outdoor pool and set down a towel, her handbag, and a set of spare clothes by a nearby beach chair. She began walking... no -- strutting around the pool. She wasn't just thinking about how she wanted to practice her swim routine or simply trying to stretch before working out. She was purposefully flaunting that young dark-skinned body around the pool for any pervert to look on through their window. One thing was for certain, she was that pervert's wet dream. She strutted and strutted until she was satisfied with her pool dance, and finally dove in. Amy began swimming laps in the pool.