Her breasts might have been bigger if she didn't spend so much time in the pool. Gabi and I worked out together because we had a common goal, but most...of all we liked spending time together. We would often give each other rub downs after our work outs and I must admit that I found it very hard to keep my hands from groping her, but we spent so much time together and it might have been awkward if I did. Also I was chickenshit. We hit the road five days before the meet, we wanted to arrive early. I noticed her exaggerated loud moans, while she kept crying:“Ouch, ah, oh, oooo!!” I kept banging her like a lunatic, happy to see the effects of a cock slamming her pussy: a woman moaning aloud: “Ay, ay, ay, papito.” She cried in Spanish. She cummed again, like mad. I turned her around and put her on her four, fucking doggy. In this position I was behind her, in a kneeling position. I made her kneel on her hands. She said: “No, not that way, it hurts”, but enjoyed moving her head out of. "Dammit Rita. Let me fucking cum. I can't stand it anymore." I yelled at her which only brought a bigger grin to her face."Be quiet Jimmy or I will have to use this." She pulled a ball gag from the box waving it in front of my face.NO! I didn't want a gag. I shut my mouth and remained silent as she put the ball gag away, continuing to rummage through the box."That's better slave boy." Rita quipped as she pulled something from the box. I had seen it before. It was some sort of whip with many. . “Casanova the Fird.”Cut to Dennis sitting in the living room of Jess’s home, with Casanova sitting and panting at his feet. Jess’s father is in his armchair, her mother standing behind him. Father looks bemused, mother looks scared and is clearly keeping the chair (and her husband) between herself and the dog.“Don’t worry ... He won’t attack ... Casanova’s comes from a long-line of lady-lovers...”Cut to Jess, in her bedroom, undressing infront of the mirror. She isn’t a glamour-girl, but she.