(I recognised the graffiti!) After drying our hair and arms we both slipped our wet costumes off and wrung them out a bit. We were facing each other w...ile we towelled ourselves and were quite openly watching each other as we dried our breasts and between our legs. She put one foot up on the seat to dry her leg and I caught a glimpse of her labia. She saw me looking, smiled and deliberately opened her legs more which opened the lips slightly to reveal the pink area beneath. She looked down at my. It was a low, sexy voice coming from a man dressed in black satin from head to toe. His pants were tight, revealing a muscular ass and firm, strong thighs. His shirt was opened to reveal a mighty chest and his arms were practically bursting out of their sleeves. It was clear to Brooklyn that he had just the kind of abs she loved. She looked at his mask, sure that she would find Danny’s sparkling brown eyes behind the mask. But this man’s eyes weren’t brown.Could this really be Danny? In this. He answers softly. ‘Just physical. Only a dress.’ She shudders a little as the metal slides underneath the sides of her panties and cleanly slices through. Sliding the blade up along the inside of her dress, he pulls down at the neckline and slits her dress down slowly, holding her startled eyes with his own. ‘Don’t move, honey. I wouldn’t want to cut you.’ Sliding the blade under the front of her bra, he makes one more slow saw motion and then spreads her clothes apart, reaching again for the. She rolls her hips a little when she’s ready. I start slow with her, teasing her, making her beg for it. “Faster baby. Ohhh baby fuck me harder!” she screams to me. She pushes her hips up to meet my thrusts into her. Her pussy is soaking wet around my cock and I can hear it making wet noises each time my balls slap against her. I fucked her until she screams that she’s cumming and her pussy squeezes against my rock hard cock still going strong in her tight pussy. Her eyes roll back, her back.