In one movement I lifted your skirt and ripped aside the skimpy thong you were wearing. Then, using one hand to hold your head against the hard floor... I pushed my cock towards your pussy. You felt my hardness probing and searching as you instinctively lifted your pelvis to meet it. Without any warning I thrust deep into you savouring the wetness, wanting to own you and mark you as my possession. I thrust again and again, harder and harder, noticing that you were rocking your pelvis in. .. the calendar says summer so the springs were turned down ... from 106 to 105 F. You have to go through the dressing room to get to the pool and there is a shower. I soaped up. Sweaty work is setting a tipi ... and it IS women’s work.An idea struck me.“I’ll be right back,” I said.“Where are you going?”But it was too late ... I had my flip-flops on and halfway down the drive. I got what I needed from the van and flip-flopped back to the springs.We were it ... too soon in the day for soakers.. Their bodies and breasts swaying in rhythm with each pounding thrust in what Rhonda thought was the most incredible erotic sights she had ever seen. Rhonda was glad the high resolution digital surveillance cameras were capturing all this, knowing the tanned and untanned contrasts of their breasts and lower bodies would show up wonderfully due to the high resolution cameras, even now their buttocks looked like tiny glaring white moons contrasted against their darkly tanned bodies, then the tiny. ”“That isn’t the only reason Elva is upset,” Bremer theorized. “I’m sure she expected Issa to choose you as her instructor.”“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Yren shrugged. “Elva realizes it is Issa’s choice just as I do.”“Doesn’t it hurt?”Yren sighed. “Yes. It does. I’ve tried very hard to put away my jealousy but I find that it isn’t as easy as I’d hoped. I’m content with it, however.”“Do you plan to ask her to marry you when she returns?”“No.”“No?”Yren paused a moment, choosing his words delicately..