I laid across the butt of my fallen comrade, forming a plus sign. Harry knelt between my thighs and parted my buttocks, he reached over and, with two ...ingers, scooped some of the lube from his butt crack and smeared it into mine mumbling 'waste not want not.' Harry's enormously huge cock head pressed against my neither hole as Harry pushed steadily into me. With a sudden pop, Harry's cock was s6 inches up my butt. I grunted in agony as Harry slid his massive Piece of man meat back and lunged. He knocked on my changing room door and I slipped the camera over the top of the door to him. He stepped away to view them as I got dressed. He seemed pleased and we went to the restroom. We both entered the handicap stall. I was told to strip and get on my knees. He told me to close my eyes as I heard him unzip his pants. He place his long thick cock on top of my head and took pictures. Then he began to slap my face with his rod. He ordered me to look up as he took more pictures. He told me. Her mind remembered how to dive, but her body wasn't up to the level of those memories. She did a rather clumsy belly-flop and came back up to the surface sputtering and spitting water.Shayne was laughing at her. "I hope you can climb better than you can dive." She turned and began swimming towards the wall."I slipped, that's all," Sally said starting after her. She had the same problem swimming as she had with the dive. Mitch knew how to swim, but this wasn't Mitch's body anymore. If. "So is this how you usually dress for Peter?" I asked her."Why? What's wrong with my clothes? These are expensive jeans and these boots cost nearly $500.00!" she said, incensed."It's not a matter of how much your clothes cost, it's that you want to dress and look nice for your husband. One of your jobs is to look good for your husband - to care about how he sees you. You are a reflection of him and you should always strive to be attractive and sexy. Think of it like this - your dress and.