.naked but for a pair of funky rubber flip flops,I stood next to him & ran the shower, I dropped my shorts to reveal a very chubby semi, I noticed him...looking, I was in, so I plucked up enough courage to ask him how his excersise was going, he said it went well & that he hadn't been swimming for awhile & wanted to take it easy, I told him he looked pretty good with out working out, he smiled & said he has put on too much fat, I was thinking filthily about me giving him some more 'fat' he then. He was behind me, one arm around my waist, the other around my chest, my left breast cupped in his hand. The thought that he might rape me started me struggling. As I struggled, I felt his erection growing.I opened my mouth to scream, and he let go of my boob and clamped his hand over my mouth.“Stop struggling! You fainted and I caught you, show a little gratitude. I’m not going to harm you, but if you scream, get people in here, I’m going to say I was minding my own business when you hopped in. Still holding my cock, I listen to Julie moan in frustration and ease herself with the tip of it for a little while. Julie whines and mons and twists, but she knows. She knows she has to ask me.I take a clump of hair, tugging to let her know who is in control, & when I say her name she compulsively moans. "Ask." it's all I say, and I'm surprised at how composed I sound."Please?" She moans, "Please David, can I have your cock? Please use your cock to fuck me."At last, I move my hand away and. We were sitting in her conservatory during the afternoon. The sun was out this day making the glass shine and the flowers quite radiant. I was about to bite into a biscuit when my hostess asked me, "So, which of the girls do you plan to bed?"I spilled my tea and biscuit all over my vest. She was up and laughing as she helped my wipe off my vest. "Lady Warren," I gasped. "What sort of question is that?" An honest one, Lord Northam. Simply an honest one," she replied. "Come come, Lord Northam. I.