. and if she doesn't, why am I fucking her in the first place?)With her towel and bag in hand, Suzanne turned to leave. She stopped long enough to gla...ce again in my direction. She shielded her eyes from the sun and there was that enigmatic smile again.Nothing was said... yet there was a communication that she MIGHT have been aware that she had not been fucking and masturbating alone!My SINdora likes to think that the woman KNEW I was there and simply got off at knowing what she was doing to me. ***I reach down beside the bath, groping around for the bag I'd brought in with me. I find it and raise it to my eyes.(somehow, dramatising the situation seems to make it easier; always imagine you're in a film, and the experience becomes less real)I pull out the blade inside - from my dad's box of disposable razors, with the handle removed. With my body naked, visible through the clear water, I can see each and every bruise; each and every one a dark, hideous purple: the mark of a punch of. “OK, push a finger in slowly. A little lower. Oh, yes, farther in. Now wiggle it slowly and suck on my boob.” Chad performed as well here as he did in English class. Soon, there were two fingers sliding in and out of my cunt. His lips were clamped to my nipple and I encouraged him to lick it broadly, then with the tip of his tongue. I asked him to lick underneath and near my ribs. I spread my legs a little more, completely comfortable and completely aroused. I longed for an orgasm. “Would you. As he stopped squirting in my mouth I slowed down knowing he was sensitive know that he had cum. He surprised me though as he grabbed my head more forcefully and started to fuck my mouth. I held on and slurped like a champ as he shoved his cock in and out of my mouth. This went on for a few more minutes and then he grunted again he was cumming. This time was doing a body spasm/twitch as he shot another load into my mouth. I was holding onto his thighs still and was very excited about.