The Ladies' Pond in London is known for being a peaceful retreat for women - hidden from the peering eyes of men. Nature has always been a powerful he...ling force for me, so I seek its medicine now. From the gate, there is a peaceful path covered by a canopy of trees, that leads to the pussies-only pond. There won't be a penis in sight. Just me embracing God's creations trying to find me again. People call this "wild swimming" - swimming among nature. No chlorine. No chemicals. No concrete.. She's onequarter Indian, so she has light brown skin, brown hair and brown eyes.Sexually we are really turned on by each other. I love the way she looksnaked, all the curves of her body. I just want to have my hands all overher and especially between her legs, cradling her pussy. She loves myshape, my height, and my cock which she wants in her hand or in her mouthwhenever we're in bed.Speaking of my dick, this morning I had an unpleasant discovery.I'm not as long as I was. I woke up this. While I was kneeling in front of her, she casually put a collar around my neck with some cold, metallic piece against my throat. ?Button your shirt to conceal it? she ordered, ?From now on, you are not to speak to anyone unless spoken to first. The collar had a voice recorder so we can check. You are not to enter any building or room unless you have a class in there within two minutes; finally, you are to wear these badges, one on your jacket collar and one on your shirt collar. Those who. He lowered his head until he was even with her breast then laved the nipple with his wet tongue causing a tiny whimper to escape her lips. He needed to keep her aroused, stoke the dwindling embers of desire that had been obscured by the pain, rekindle the fire they had created together. At this point he was so aroused by his teenaged daughter there was no way he could stop even if she asked him to. Her pussy was so hot and tight, gripping his dick like a mini vise; making him clench his teeth.