“Ah, you might not want to do that. Your feet will swell. But, hopefully, you can loosen your shoestrings enough to get back into them.”After lunc... and a short break, they discovered he was right. But it felt so good to have their shoes off, they didn’t care. He had to bandage a few blisters before their boots went back on anyway.While they ate, Mele came and sat beside Will, “Thank you, and I’m sorry.”He laughed, “Mele, you’re fine. You already apologized.”“Do you like me?”He thought, ‘Uh oh,. You look defiantly at me and whisper " fucking bastard" Now what did I tell you, I'm going to silence you"I take off my clothes and you see my hard cock spring from my pants, I crawl up beside you and grab your hair and force my cock into your mouth, " suck it good bitch" I tell you. To your surprise and horror you open your mouth more eagerly that you wanted to and wrap your lips around my hard shaft and beging sucking, you think to yourself " what the hell?! Why is my pussy getting wet?!" As. She knelt on the bed on all fours, and I began rubbing my leaking penis up and down her ass. Her head was up, and I could see her breasts swaying under her arms as I pushed against her. The slip had ridden up enough to let me push my penis full into her soaking wet, hoy kitty, and I pumped her for a few seconds. "Does my hair colour turn you on, Trev?", she asked. I told her it did, and I wanted to cum in it. "Later, my love...now I need you to bury that cock deep in me." She pulled forward. He returned to me and started kissing me gently but with great passion and pulled off both of our bathing suits. He ran his hands all over my body, almost, but never really touching me. I could feel the heat of his hands and the crazy need for him to actually touch me. Everywhere his hands passed my skin covered in goose bumps. This exquisite torture lasted so long; to me it seemed like hours. I was so wet and aroused, so much in need, my eyes glazed over, and my sighs filling the air. I.