Actually manage to free myself from the almost hopeless situation.
When i'm back on my knees and notice that my top is only decoration, take it off.
Then I jump back into the fight.
Our bodies collide in the middle of the pool, our breasts pressing against each other, your firm nipples digging into each other's areola.
Our hands clasp, our arms go and continue outwards and we try to take advantage of this test of strength.