Cindy makes a hell of a rum cocktail."Roger looked toward the still, rigid figure of his wife. "Marc, I don't think--" Bring your swimming suits," Cor... interrupted jovially. "It's going to be a hot day over here, and we'll just lie around the pool." Marc--" See you around noon," Cord said, and rang off.Roger stood there holding the dead phone. Damn Cord! He never gave you a chance to say anything, to agree or disagree. He just commanded, and you were supposed to jump... Well, what the hell?. The promise of a huge orgasm was obvious.Mark was in a battle that looked lost. It was his bladder. If he didn’t do something soon, Lezzy would be bathed. If he did something, his balls would revolt against him and may forsake him. His mind knew for a fact going along with his balls (now being massaged by Lezzy’s thumb and palm) would bathe her in cum and piss. He decided for his bladder.“I wanna pee”, he managed through gritted teeth.“Mmmm”, was the reply.“You will be bathed in. She tried 2 more times before taking a time penalty of 30 seconds before heading off to the next obstacle.Obstacle 10 – The CoffinThat’s what Andrea called it because it was a rectangular hole in the ground the shape of a coffin. It was lined with a polythene sheet. The obstacle was to survive 5 minutes laying the ‘coffin’ with a big sheet of plywood over it. The wood has a 10 cm hole in it where the girls chest was. This was the only obstacle that I didn’t do. I said that it was because. Both were moaning so loudly now that the living room echoed with sexual sounds and the smell of pleasure. His face was gasping with excitement and just when it looked like he was about to cum... she stopped and sat there on top of him, so still and breathing so hard. She dismounted and smiled before she took hold of my own still-hard cock and straddled me, finding it's way inside her as she leaned back and started her fun with me.She was so wet down there as her lips grasped my cock and slid up.