I quickly washed it off and went down for dinner. I ate my dinner but fortunately, if she had seen it, she said nothing. That night, I didn’t sleep...as I was somewhat excited, yet nervous about what was going to happen tomorrow. But, eventually, I went to sleep and awoke the next day. As I walked to school down the same trail, I couldn’t help but get a little excited as I walked by the spot on the trail that began this. Pressure began to build in the front of my pants in which I had to reach in. We walked down the two flights of stairs and entered the Basement.The stage was empty as we entered, and a sex movie was being projected on two walls. Over at the pedestal where the urn for tickets sat, the tote board was flashing "$250," and the floor manager was walking toward it, accompanied by a slim Asian girl wearing bright blue hot pants and matching high heels. Her bare breasts were large for her small size, and I suspected they had been enhanced. A spotlight tracked them across the. At first Sandra gagged, but as her chin slid against his balls she relaxed her throat as she'd learned to do long ago."You're a little fucking whore, you know that? All women are." Eric looked over at Devin. "At least your husband accepts that. At least he likes how you're a little slut."He held her face there for several seconds enjoying the sensation and the feeling of dominance, but soon wanted even more. He pulled his cock out and threw her back across the bed."Thank you, thank you," Sandra. The only dry part remaining is her lovely blonde hair, still neatly combed behind her ears. But even that does not stay dry for long; with a single jerky bob, she disappears under the water, finally succumbing to the aquatic rape that was all the time inevitable. Immediately she shoots out of the water, breathing heavily, her hair tangled around her face like seaweed. I take a sip of iced tea, tilting the glass so the ice cubes can fall one by one into my mouth. But the melted cubes are melded.