Both of my hands were gripping and squeezing her tiny ass cheeks. My dick was getting harder with every pounding. Her wet hair was flying back and for...h, whipping the water. Her head leaned back as she screamed loudly.“AhhhhhHHH!” she screamed out.Her scream echoed over the lake. Her pussy swelled around my cock. Her legs tightened and her thighs gripped me. Her head leaned back so far she almost drowned herself before I reached a hand up to the back of her neck to pull her into my shoulder and. .Chapter 2 the startIn his department John was…excited, but at the same time he feels stupid, he had the opportunity to meet her better, because another thinks tell him that is not necessary go fast, and in the end they have the reasonIn few months he has started to have more meets with Nelly, they talking more, sometimes they drink a coffee together, there Nelly knew that John sometimes is shy and maybe a little insecure but can do all the home duties by himself, and he knew that Nelly was. She understood and agreed. I took her hand and got up to lead her to dance. She followed. We danced slowly for some time. It was a slow sensuous dance. Our bodies were closely mashed together. I could feel her nipples poking my chest. I realized the bra she is wearing must be thin clothed. I lightly kissed her on the lips. The sensation of our lips touching was fabulous. There were no sparks or fireworks, but simply a smooth ticklish feeling that ignites passion. Slowly our mouths opened and. Bridget was, as I said before, movie star beautiful. She was a natural blond, had a face that could launch an armada, and a body to die for. Trim waist. Beautiful breasts. Bubble butt. You get the picture, I'm sure. There was more, though. When I say she was beautiful, I don't mean just small town beautiful. I mean, she could, literally, have been a movie star or a model, or anything that valued feminine beauty. When she walked into a room, and I'm not exaggerating, all conversation would stop.