She had sobbed and sniffled and mumbled apologies as she scrubbed, to no avail.Not until the floor was spotless and gleaming was she allowed to stop. ...And even then she had remained on all fours, the scrub-brush dropping from her numb fingers as she continued to sob quietly. She had taken mournful stock of her appearance, from her wet and scuffed shoes to her hopelessly wrinkled, soap and sweat-stained uniform, to her bedraggled hair and the cap hanging pathetically on one side of her head.She. Murray said, "Take a seat and I will be back in just a couple of minutes." He pulled out a badge and held it with the face towards the mirror. In a moment, there was an audible click, and he pushed the door open and went through.After a few minutes, the door opened and Murray came back, holding a red badge that said "Visitor" in large letters."Put this on and we'll get things started," he said.I clipped the badge to my shirt collar and followed Murray back through the door. I found I was in a. Although we were in the pool, I could see your wetness and anticipation. The position you were in allowed me to then feast on your sex with my tongue and after a few minutes of pleasuring you with my tongue I inserted one and then two fingers into your opening as my lips feasted on your clitoris. This brought you to a fast and rewarding orgasm but I wasn’t finished yet. I continued to feast until you finally pushed yourself away from me and silently swam over the steps leading out of the pool.. He kept pushing, even as I begged him to stop, making me reach a second orgasm immediately after the first. ‘Ahh… Olu… I… I can’t take anymore… please, stop…’ He chuckled, sinking his teeth into my taut nipple. ‘Oh!’ I exclaimed in shock. ‘Olivia… I have to have you…’ he growled into my ear. I wasn’t thinking clearly, too overcome with arousal and excitement. I knew that I was supposed to say no to him, but I couldn’t think of just how to say it at that moment. ‘You’re so sweet… irresistible…’.