We used it to practice the depth of our stroke.He made me swim up and down concentrating only on making sure that when my hand came through underneath...my body that it did not touch the bottom of the pool. If the stroke is too deep then you can lose power and stroke speed.He walked beside me while I did this for 20 minutes. After 20 minutes he called a break and we lay there on our backs with our heads on the side of the pool, looking up at the sky.I was surprised that there were no other boys. When she entered the living room, he didn't even look at her, at least not directly. She bent over to pick up a magazine off the coffee table, giving him a clear shot down her nightie, letting him know that yes, she was stark naked under that thing. He didn't say a thing, just sort of looked around her at the TV.She glanced up, and noticed his attention towards the television, and thought, damn, he didn't even fucking notice. What a bozo! She went to the side of the television, and dusted off. He felt it constrict his bulging cock and bend it in a forward, slight curve, he moaned with pain as She snapped the device into the ring at the base of his cock. She removed the blindfold and stared into his eyes. It was so painful, no, no, no his mind screamed, yes Her eyes mocked him as She clicked shut a small padlock in the eyelet where the ring met the cage. That is what he now saw, his cock imprisoned in a chrome cage. He looked up at Her and saw a small key on a chain She held. The feel of the lightness and smoothness of a woman’s lips, each other’s lips on them always stirs Dorothy and Maude far greater than the kiss of any man. Even with David and Bobby, who did often show a softer side to themselves, it wasn’t as breathtaking as when they kissed each other.After another hour of this, touching and kissing each other’s breasts, sucking nipples and rubbing against each other, they pulled back the covers and climbed into the narrow bed.Maude has her back against the.