That night when we went home ,i had a shower and went to bed and wanked thinking of the naked swimmer.The next morning we were up again down the river...fishing and again i went for a wander ,to see if he was there and sure enough he was .i watched him swim and when he came out of the water sure enough he was naked and yes i got turned on again and as i watched i rubbed my erect cock....i wanted to suck his gorgeous cock.as before he dried himself off and wandered off into the undergrowth.i. The dew had made the grass wet. The man took me just about 10-15 feet from the opening in the wall and stopped. He then turned around and faced me. This was the first time that I got a look at his face. He had a rough shaved look and short hair. He looked about 40-45 years old and was wearing a kurta pajama. There was a minute of silence, as we stood there motionless. I turned my head and looked at the k**’s face. He was no more than 18 years old. He was staring at my exposed boobs under the. “Mmmmmm, sounds like someone’s a hungry boy. I guess that will do. Well? What are you waiting for? Rip my skirt and panties off now!” she commanded. “Yes ma’am,” I answered.I followed her orders and slid off her skirt, and then her black lace panties. Beneath them, I found a smooth, freshly waxed pussy. I gripped Adrianna’s thighs and pulled her pussy to my mouth. I instantly began licking it all over. I took two fingers and slid them right in. Adrianna let out a loud moan as I penetrated her.. Your mound is pressed against the barrel. Faint vibrations reverberate through the metal against your clit. You want to push the horrid thing out but the straps hold it firmly in place. The buzz begins to grate on you.You calm down now that your captor is gone. You are shocked at my position. You are humiliated that you react with arousal to such horrible treatment. Your mind is a static buzz that echoes the vibrator.Still, your body doesn't care what your mind is going through. It feels good..