You tell me to worship Your cock and i do i kiss it as if my life depend on it, enjoying it almost as much as You do.... suddenly you grip my hair and...push hard against my throat when i don't open my throat for You you slap my face and tell me that if i knew what is good for me i shall swallow the drink You have for me.i realize that i am not allowed to miss a drop, and try to open my throat gagging slightly, You tell me to take a deep breath and i can feel You entering my throat you keep it. Sea anemones. Rip tides. Running out of air. The boat leaving without me. Getting lost. Storms and a whole lot more.’ She said. ‘Well, you have studied up on this. Haven’t you? I am a very experienced diver. I became certified when I was eighteen. I have never had any issues like you mentioned. The dive company will not let anything happen to you or they know your parents will sue them into oblivion.’ I said. ‘Damn right.’ Her dad chimed in. ‘What about carrying the tank around? It’s so heavy.’. Then another shoe. Then another sock. Almost at the top, I could see the pale blue shorts she had been wearing.I went up the stairs, gathering articles of clothing as I climbed. When I reached the top, I could see the t-shirt Mindy had been wearing on the floor about halfway down the hall to her room. I walked down the hall and picked it up. Min's door was pushed to but not closed. I could see the strap of her brassiere poking out and light coming out through the crack. I knocked on her. “I have an idea where it might fit better, and you won’t gag.” Katie blinks rapidly at the surreal moment. Her heart pounding with excitement. She asks, “Where will it fit better?” Rick pulls Katie up by her ponytail. He turns her around and bends her over the kitchen table, pushing the pizza and plates out of the way. Katie’s young tits are pressed against the cold table. She turns her head a bit and looks to where her dad hid his phone. She feels Rick grab her silky shorts. “Oh god.”.