She gets lost in her own thoughts and the enormity of the trees, enveloping her as she wanders to her favourite spot…the hidden rock pool and the ba...e of the mountain. Here she leaves the world behind and fornicates with fantasies long forbidden. Slowly taking her gown off, she steps into the warm, clear water. Engulfed in the purest of water, cleansing her body and soul she slips into a euphoric trance where her desires become reality… He silently walks to the edge of the pool. Eyes fixed on. He leaned heavily on Chris, pushing him into the incredibly padded sofa, pinning him. His hands softly ran up Chris’s shirt, softly stroking the gently tuft of blonde tummy hair, and then tenderly fingered Chris’s aureoles. Chris’s sculpted nails softly scratched at Will’s head, and the two men’s tongues played with each other for several minutes. It didn’t take long for both men to feel arousal, and the prospect of having an early evening intimacy looked good until the phone rang. Will looked. As he picked up my wife’s petite body and turned her around, I got a glimpse of his cock. Wow. Being someone my size I would never have imagined how big a man’s penis could be. It had to be more than twice the size of my Indian dick! How did that even fit into my wife’s tiny pussy?!Swati’s now sitting at the end of the conference table, now I could clearly see she was completely naked. Her tight round ass pressing against the cold hard wooden table. She leaned backwards at an angle, her arms. ’ He said. This was the first time his eyes met her, his doe brown, boyish grin trying to shine through, clashing horribly with the orange prison uniform. ‘They found gasoline on your clothing,’ Marilyn said. ‘Yeah, yeah, I know, but, I…’ ‘They found a gas can near where you were found, in the field.’ He got quiet. ‘Tell me something, Henry, when did you become such a firebug?’ Marilyn said. ‘Marilyn, I, I never, no…’ He said. ‘I really should have beaten you that night, you know. You would.