Pool Party

... Gwyn's angelic face, erasing the blonde's contemptuous smile almost instantaneously. Savouring the flicker of doubt in the smaller woman’s eyes, Sally pulled the trigger, unleashing a considerably greater torrent then the one that had hit her before, repositioning her enormous foot - her toes now on the blonde’s stomach - as quick as a lightning in order to avoid the splashing water. Gwyn had been starring at the gigantic amazon agape and despite her provocation she had been unprepared for Sally’s lightning fast retaliation. So she actually swallowed a lot of water, almost chocking on it. Coughing she squirmed, pinned under the adamant clutch of Sally’s weight, her face, hair and top drenched in water. Desperately gasping for breath she felt an unfamiliar strong sensation filling her body.