Ernesto and his honey Betty Jean removed their robes and slipped into the churning waters of the hot tub. "So warm", Betty Jean murmured as the steamy water washed over her. She sat for a while, enjoying the heat. Then she had an idea. Slipping her hand between her legs, she started to pleasure herself.
Enersto, watching, decided that looked like a good idea and grabbed hold of his pickel, which he stroked while watching Betty go to town on herself. Not much time passed before they both climaxed. All the while starring directly into each other's eyes.
Afterward they cuddled as Ernesto fondled his honey's magnificent mangos. After playing with her nipples for a while, he found he was ready to go again.
Enersto grinned. "How about a pickel massage?" he inquired. It turned out Betty Jean was agreeable. She took hold of it and started rubbing. First one hand, then both. "That feels fantastic!" Ernesto exclaimed as his honey continued. First quickly, then slowly. Then quickly again. She kept this up for some time, bringing him close to the edge multiple times before he couldn't take it any longer.
Finally Ernesto had taken all he could and erupted suddenly, squirting Betty directly in the face with creamy pickel brine.
Betty Jean licked her salty lips, tasting her lover's essence. She swallowed smiling. "I'd call this a double happy ending", Betty Jean concluded, whispering her thanks in Ernesto's ear.
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