It was of course bigger than four and the palm. But four and the palm helped a lot in making me all loose and relaxed... and that squatting position s...mehow helped me even more. So, gradually, I felt my asshole opening more and more under the pressure of my hand. I was inside just before the knuckles... that limit I was never able to pass, that limit that made me ache each time I tried. That time though, I felt different, squatting made my ass more... accepting. And, as my heart pounded more. Suddenly I realized that her butt was rocking. She was still masturbating.Her ass muscles clenched and unclenched while the hand between her legs worked it's sensual magic. The towel had fallen off her head and she was pressing her face into the pillow. She raised her ass further into the air and I could see that both her hands were now between her legs. Her right hand appeared to be stroking her clit as she was plunging two fingers of her left in and out of her sweet young box. I pulled a. Vidi Filippo venire verso di noi e in cuor mio mi risollevai. “Il mio principe viene a salvarmi”, quasi mi imbarazzava pensarlo…Filippo però si fermò a metà strada, a circa 3 metri da noi e disse “Laura, perché tu e le tue amiche non le legate le braccia dietro alla schiena? Così non potrà mettere le mani davanti alla faccia mentre la schiaffeggiate”. Trauma. Non potevo credere a quello che avevo sentito. Il mio Filippo… Filippo era un lurido bastardo!!Mentre Laura e Letizia mi legarono le. .. and besides, cold water might clear my head! "Ididn't bring a swimsuit," I finished."We've got one that's perfect for you!"I remember getting into a one-piece strapless black swimsuit thatseemed to encase my feminine curves tightly as a sausage casing! Iremember going out to the pool... but somehow the next thing I knew, wewere going someplace in Elaine's car!I blinked. Donna and Elaine were both still in their bathing suits, butthey had beach robes on over them. I had no robe but aside from.