I had to grin, that did accurately describe the display of feminine specimens below us. The meet got started, and I was enjoying all the wet women bel...w and in my monitor, trying not to linger too long on some of those cold hard nipples coming out of the pool. Stephanie was in the third race, standing up on the block, bending over to grab the front edge, wiggling her butt in the air to get it juuuust right. I wonder if anyone ever thought to film from BEHIND the starting blocks! Stephanie came. An A to Z tour of the mall, but in a different perspective. ‘I don’t follow you…’Read on…and you will read my other promise to you. Read on, and let your mind wander to another time, when we may be together in a different place… We are together in the mall. It was a long hour and a half drive – every minute felt like an hour to me, the anticipation of shopping with you. The anticipation of sharing some time with you as you do something you enjoy. Some time to be with each other in a different. “Sure, Mike,” he replied, “meet me in the back stairwell in five minutes, okay?”“Can we meet there after our game?” I asked. “I have a few ideas to run by you, and don’t want to hurry and get things wrong before our game.”“Sure, kid. I’ll get with ya after the game. Is under the rear stairwell, still good?”“That works for me, Tony. Thanks.”“Good luck, tonight, Mike. I hope you have as good a game as you did last Friday night.”“Me, too, Tony. Me, too,” I replied and slapped hands with him before. Looks like I was wrong, you arent a slut....oh well. More fun for me."I cried into the hood of the car as he started to pump slowly in and out of my raw pussy, I felt throbbing starting as my abused vagina tried to produce lubricant to stop the pain. Slowly I felt the thrusts hurt less and realized I was getting wet, and I nearly gagged at my traitorous body. He noticed too and started to go faster and faster, and I felt my vagina squeeze around his cock, trying to expel it. This only made him.