I made her sit in my lap facing me and began kissing her madly, her face, forehead, eyes, and finally, her juicy lips. I was devouring her lips like a...hungry wolf. She opened her mouth, letting my tongue play with hers in unison.My junior was getting harder. She must have felt it pricking her bottom, and hence she got down and started unbuckling my pants. As soon as she saw my dick, she became wild and mad. She began playing with my meat like a toy. Meanwhile, I began taking off her nighty, and. It pierced through the haze and Diane's mind, and she picked her head out from under the compound with a large splash. Diane rose up the steps of the pool, noticing how the liquid left behind sticky trails over her skin. They completely coated her body from top to bottom. She dried off with a towel before putting on her robe. As she did so, Diane felt the swishing of liquid inside of her. She didn't know if there were cameras under the surface of the pool (or even if they would do any good), so. She rinses in the warm stream, then turns and motions me to sit on the small stool. Then she kneels before me and repeats the same ritual with me. My body is replete with need, as her soft hands play me like a instrument. She cleans every inch of my body with care and the utmost fidelity. The way her hands touch my skin, relaxes me. After such a busy and stressful week, it’s exactly what I needed most. The nervousness that I felt in the beginning, has melted away like the walls of a discarded. The street was not straight but curved - sort of like the magazine of an AK-47, you will see why that came to my mind - with trees in the median, moving through a complex of office buildings. Ahead, at the end of the block, I can see a guy stroll out to the center of my lane where he stops. I can’t see his hands, they are behind his back. As I get closer he casually pulls out this AK-47 from behind his back, puts it to his shoulder, and and I see the flashes of bullets coming my way.The pickup.