She dove onto her belly on the chair after checking and adjusting it for maximizing the angle of the sun. She unclasped the top of her bikini and let ...he straps droop on each side of the chair. The swells of her large globes pushed out of each side of her body. ‘No peeking.’ Shawna told him without much conviction. Joe poured the oil into his hands and rubbed them together to heat it up before applying it to Shawna’s long, tan, naked shoulders and back. His hands worked in slow wide circles. .. spurting... spurting... Filling her with his revolting seed. She was literally sick. Choking on it. The clanking of the chains ceased as the slave slumped and groaned, his savage lust at last slaked. Livia had to endure his sweating body for a minute or so more. Then she felt the now flaccid organ withdraw. I have been ****d, she said to herself, filled with abysmal self-pity. ****d by a slave. Then her bottom got a stinging slap. “Thanks... your Ladyship...” said the slave... and staggered,. Jevon put his hand flat on top of my head again and went on ‘Small breasted, certainly. But ripe, succulent, firm young tits. And the freshest pussy you guys have seen since you were 15.’ Cheers and hoots. Someone shouted ‘Fresh water fish! Gonna gaff her up later. Do a catch and release on her.’ Someone else cried out ‘Fresh water literary pussy.’ Laughs. ‘Fresh white pussy, Jevon. We like the cute little white sluts.’ Jevon chimed in ‘She’s fresh all right. So if you want to be part of. After we had done a couple of lengths, Jon lifted me out, and sat me on the side. I looked down, and my white lycra clothes were virtually transparent. I jumped back in and told Jon. He said that in that case, I might as well take the shorts off. Not wanting to hesitate, I took them off, and gave them to Jon. He then made me swim another couple of lengths before we went over to the 'bubble' machine. I got some funny looks from the teenagers, but I don't think that they were sure of what they.