For me, you are someone who belongs in the open air. Some people are definitely indoor people, in the open air they look vulnerable and insecure. But ...OUR place is definitely under the open sky.Heading back to shore now, the woman I love. You reach the shallows and stand up, sweeping your hair back from your forehead, wet skin reflecting the sunlight. I hardly dare breathe. Striding through the surf you scoop up water and wash away the fine sand that clings. In the few moments before you leave. I scream, again, louder hoping someone might hear me. But I know we are likely miles from civilization. The cold radiates to my pussy and ass as if directly wired to my clit. It is unbearable. I scream at the top of my lungs for him to die. I wish the same fate for myself. He rubs the cube on my clit and lets the chilled water run down my pussy and ass. I feel death upon me I am so cold. Finally the ice cube is spent along with my sanity I fear. I hear a sucking sound and look up, barely able. Beth and Kate took care of all the interior design and with the boys help again got things set in no time. I had the cameras ready to be installed shortly after the room was completed which I personally installed. Unless you knew they were there, you would not notice them. Everything was wireless and fed back to my computer network so could be pulled up on any TV. Beth just smiled when I showed her how well the sound and video worked. It started to record as soon as someone walked into the room. However, quick as a flash Fran grabbed at my trousers and yanked them down. Fortunately I still had a semi hard on from the film so I didn’t look as small as usual. Normally I am about one inch long when slack and five when hard. Moreover my cock is pretty slim. It’s true to say that I have avoided public changing rooms for fear of ridicule about my small penis.Anyway, Fran grabbed my cock and balls in one of her meaty hands and twisted a little. Uncle Ben sat forward and looked closely at it..