– Don't you feel hot in your trousers?" Maria asked unexpectedly for Maxim, who hadn't expected such provocative questions from her yet.

– I'm fine, but I feel like I'm burning up a little.

– Why don't you take off your trousers? – Tanya added, and it sounded more like an order than a question.

Maxim, almost obeying the desire of the girls, trying not to show joy in his eyes, took off his trousers and remained in only his family underpants. Which were obviously too big for him.

– You have beautiful underpants, – Maria said, barely suppressing a laugh, and looking at Tanya, I was convinced that she expressed the same opinion.

– I like loose clothing.

As they swam, Maxim turned the boat's oars first one way, then the other, to avoid the fountains set up in the middle of the bay under water. This caused the girls ' T-shirts to get wet and their nipples to show.

Both of them, noticing what had happened, didn't seem at all embarrassed and continued to look at the surroundings and other vacationers, who was wearing what.

– It doesn't fit? – Tanya asked.

– What do you mean?

– Yes, about the same thing, – and she smiled broadly, as a girl can smile who has seen something very interesting and fascinating for her

– Oh, that? They're getting some air, they're out for a breath, – Maxim said, looking at his fallen genitals on the boat seat to one side of his left leg

– Is he sleeping now, or is he watching us? Maria, who seemed to be getting bored, asked with a lively expression.

– He doesn't say secret. He generally lives his own life, I live mine.

– Wow, – Tanya said, looking away.

– Yes.

But at some point, Maxim's member started giving greeting signals that he already seemed like he was about to take off or fly to the moon, because he assumed a pose similar to launching a space rocket.

– Hi, – Tatiana said.

– From me, too, – Maria added.

He strained it deliberately, which made it stand up even more and go back to sleep a little, and it could have been imagined as a greeting, like his cock greeting two adorable girls who are boating with him, without panties or bras.

The distance that separated them from each other was no more than a meter and a half, but they couldn't get any closer. They each of themselves, and Maxim himself, began to scroll through different versions in their heads to continue their fantasies, which were not limited by anything.

Tanya imagined Maxim right there, kneeling in front of her, first licking her crotch, running his tongue, massaging her breasts with one hand, and her buttocks with the other.

Maria imagined her swimming next to the boat and coming out, climbing over the side of the boat, grabbing his cock and sucking it until he fed her a large portion of sperm that then did not want to eat dinner, from a hearty amount of protein. Maria, forgetting and losing reality from her fantasies, licked her lips and, closing her eyes, ran her hand over her thigh, so that the hem of her dress rose so much that her part of the most desirable places of her body was exposed, and even a little direct light hit them, illuminating the way to the cave.

Maxim imagined them both standing with cancer in the places where they are now sitting, and taking turns begging for him to fuck them harder, rougher, deeper and longer, and he with special impressiveness first fucks one, then the other, comparing the strength of the girth of the walls of the vagina, comparing them, which one is wetter, which one is tighter.

– I'm hungry, – Maria said, voicing her unconscious.

– Yes, I'm the same, perhaps, – supported her friend Tatiana.