Lauren gripped the plastic rod, ensuring that it rested against her tight brown hole as evenly as possible. The heat, from where she had no idea, bega... to build again as the muscles slowly resisted the intrusion. She threw her head back hard against the white pillow, inhaling loudly as the bulbous head pushed the muscles apart, opening her. She lunged out, grabbing his leg in protest as he withdrew it. Once again dripping in oil, the tool traced around her puckered opening, causing ripples of. Later on in this story, we’ll come to the swimming pool and I’ve had exciting anticipation of writing that chapter for some time. But for now, I just want to share a piece of advice with you that my father once gave me ahead of competing in a swimming gala. I competed for the town swimming club at every age group from 10 to 16 years old and I wasn’t bad, as it happens (as I say, more of that later). I must have been quite young, 11 or 12 perhaps, when Dad said ‘take a look at the opposition,. " Christ, you're getting me hard," Quatch moaned. Willow grinned, and whispered loudly in his ear, "Why don't you stick that hard cock up my tight snatch and get some relief. You wouldn't want to develop a nasty cast of blue balls?" No I wouldn't," Quatch moaned and bent cinnamon-skinned Willow over the chair and started fucking her from behind. "Oh fuck, your cock feels good up my snatch. Almost as good as Master's! Ohh, harder! Fuck me harder, stud!" Oh, Master!" Allison gasped, "he's filling. "Mmmmmmmmm, touch me there, Larry, and you'll get more than a feel for your troubles," Carina moaned as she broke their kiss to tease and titillate Larry in response to his intimate caress of her young teenage body. Larry pretty well knew from the way Carina's prom dress was made that she couldn't have a bra on underneath. The entire back was out of it, and the way the top of the dress was made, he didn't see any way should could have a bra on underneath it. When Larry got his hand around on.