The water was cool and refreshing, and the pool, like everything else at Claire’s house, was awesome. It was large and deep with a small diving boar... at one end. On one side there was a section that extended out beyond the main body of the pool, forming an area that was long and straight for swimming laps. I went to the end and pushed off. I struck out and swam eight or ten laps of freestyle as hard as I could, enjoying the exertion and the sensation of the water surging around my body. As I. I know that you said you were falling in love with me, but I somehow think you're holding back. If you're holding back, you aren't letting it take its course. When I said you could have had me back there, I meant it because I want to please you, because I care for you. It doesn't mean I was trying to pull you in deeper in the relationship. I like sex and when I was a kid I took part in it pretty freely. After doing without it for so long I know how precious and special it is and what it means. After he was rock hard, she climbed up on top and slid his cock in her pussy and started riding it. I asked if he noticed how wet she was (with 6 loads already in her pussy). She replied that a couple times he mentioned that she must be really horny because her pussy was so wet!I lost it at this point and jumped on top of her and started fucking her wildly. Something about the idea of her husband fucking her used pussy that really got me going. Obviously I didn’t last too long.In the weeks and. She was going to finally get the punishment that she deserved.Finally, at four o’clock in the morning, the door opened, and Marie waltzed in. Her hair was a mess and her lipstick looked smeared across her face. She looked like she’d been fucking around. George approached his stepdaughter.“Marie, it’s four o’clock in the AM! Where the hell have you been?”“Relax! I’m home now. Don’t you raise your voice at me.”“Your curfew was for one o’clock. It’s four in the morning. Wait till I tell.