Ben’s family didn’t have their own pool, but belonged to a local swim club. During the summer we would spend entire days there with his family. Th...s was a one of those exclusive clubs with the big pool and slides and Jacuzzis, and all sorts of other activities to keep the stray children busy while their parents sipped Margaritas on the deck.On this particular day, it was already hot as hell by nine o’clock in the morning, and the forecast was that it was only going to get hotter. Ben and I were. She removed her mouth and laughingly said, "You can come, I just figured out what I want."She immediately put her mouth back to work. It took about 15 seconds more of her expert oral skills until my body tensed in orgasm. The first shot was almost overpowering. As the second shot was released, I found out why she was squatting over my face. Betty had been saving her piss again until I came! It splattered over my face, neck, and chest. I raised my mouth to catch it better. I kept pumping into. Despite her light makeup she was looking so pretty that it became so hard for me not to stare her. Every now and then I could not stop myself to appreciate her beauty. I kept my gestures in control to avoid any embarrassment from colleagues.I could not remove her beautiful face and glowing cheeks from my mind. I tried to think that it was all due to makeup but still her lovely face was in front of me in my thoughts. Days go by rapidly but my mind was only thinking about her. Then one day I. He took Melanie’s hand and pressed his lips lightly to it. ‘Tell me, what is your name, bella donna?’ Unimpressed, she gave her answer in Italian. At the sound of his native tongue, Giovanni’s eyes lit up. ‘Ah, but you speak Italian?’ His pleasure was unmistakable as he repeated the question again in Italian. ‘Un po’…’ Giovanni immediately launched into a profusion of words that swiftly left me behind, like a man who just missed boarding a plane. Obviously I hadn’t learned as much Italian as I.