”“Coming from Florida, you’d think I’d know how to clean a pool but I had just moved into the place, was incredibly busy working for my collea...ue’s company, and had no idea where to start. I just kept putting it off until it got bad.”“There was shit living in that thing,” Derek said. “You didn’t let it get bad. You let it get so bad that it supported life.”“Regardless, it got bad. So one day, I just knocked on the neighbor’s door. They had a pool, like everyone else, and I’d figure they’d know. Suddenly I felt the cool metal of the handcuffs against my wrists, one pair on each. I jumped in shock and tried to pull away, making it quite clear that this isn't what I wanted. V had already attached both pairs of cuffs to one another behind my back. I started to demand an explanation for his actions, to struggle free, believing that he might just be playing some kind of ludicrous joke on me. He wasn't. Before I could even discuss it with him, before I could ask for an answer, before I could. “It's nice, and I cum, but he doesn't...examine me.”I grinned. “His loss.” I pinched her nipples and a hot shudder ran through her. I grinned, rolling the fat nubs between my fingers. “Well, your sensitivity response is perfect.”“Good,” she beamed, her hips shifting. “I don't know what that means, but it's super-duper awesome.”“It means when I play with your nipples, you squeal.” I leaned over and sucked on her nipple. She squealed. I pushed her down on the bed. She moaned, her hand stroking. As we were getting up to clean ourselves I was shocked to see my aunt standing in the doorway with a wry smile on her face. She came straight to me and took my limp dick in her hand and started stroking it while I was trying to free her melons from the blouse. I finally got rid of her blouse and as I unhooked the bra, the two most beautiful breasts in the world sprang out. I was sucking on them as if there was no tomorrow, kneading them, twisting the nipples one after the other. I asked my aunt.