I've been giving this some thought." "Okay, but you need to go through the whole thing. Put me on the board in the deep end and get me to the shallow ...nd." "You got it." We slid the board into the water and jumped it. Fran immediately went into a dead man's float, face down in the water. I got the board next to her, pulled her arm across and got her positioned face up on the board. Her legs were apart and dangled off the board from the knees. I slipped onto the board between her open legs and. My tongue ran the length of his crack and found the soft folds of his asshole and licked him gently. His hole felt wondeful on my tongue. His taste sweet and delicious. I felt delirious and light headed when he rolled over. With the taste of his asshole still on my tongue, I watched as he leaned back and put his hands behind his head, opening his legs for me to service him. His hard cock bounced and throbbed against his stomach, big beautiful and proud, and his balls hung loose between his. As soon as the next song starts, so do I. Your $300 buys you six songs in here; it's time to get them started. I always like to start off slow, not grinding too hard, not getting too close. I want to remind you what I'm working with and make you really want me. By the end of the first song, I've crawled into your lap and your hands are all over me. Not too rough, but excited enough to know you're enjoying yourself, which is all I really want, baby. When you reach down to my ass, your fingers. He pulled up a barstool and motioned for me to sit across from him. His knees parted and there was his cock, not fully erect, but definitely pointing at me. I looked away and sat across from him. Really hard now, my dick had a mind all of its own and the head shot out the leg of my shorts. What was this about? Seduction? Telling me, no more of this? "I really enjoyed the last two Fridays. I just want to be sure you're comfortable coming over here and doing what we do," he said. "Honest, I can't.