" It never really registered on Barbara that she'd actually broken a world's swimming record. All she cared about was that she'd given her mistress a ...ood competitive race.Going into the sauna, Barbara raised both the heat and humidity levels sharply, then she began very gently to massage Susan's glorious body. Again, though, the fact that her own body was a virtual mirror image of Susan's didn't register, either. After dropping into the refrigerated pool the two went into the master bath where. Her large breasts pressed against my own, the heat from her body was tremendous. As we continued to kiss, I could feel both of us grow hotter and hotter with each passing second.One hand still behind me, Kirsten moved her other up to my hip and slowly underneath my chest, her small fingers taking hold of the fabric as she started to pull upwards. I would have loved nothing better than to let her continue, to fuck her right here and there, but the phone conversation I had just completed suddenly. Someone you know, maybe. A fuck buddy.”“I do not!” Nadia protested.“Not a nice term,” Louise said, pouring oil on the water, “But you know what I mean. Anyway, I have to go.”Louise’s exit, heading for the claustrophobic environs of her family, forced Nadia and me to rebalance the conversation.“She may be right,” I said hesitantly.“Oh. Right,” Nadia said accusingly. “So who would you have in mind?” Then her face melted a little and she smiled. “You?”“I, err, well…” I said, fumbling for a. I gag a little, but struggle to breathe through my nose and relax my throat muscles. I'm making it my mission to give him some of the best blowjob he's ever had.His hands are pulling at my hair, forcing my head into his mass of pubic hair as his balls slap against my chin. I'm gagging with every thrust he makes, struggling not to vomit."Oh fuck yes. Oh god," Mr. Desai moans. Without warning, I suddenly feel something warm shoot down my throat. It causes me to gag really hard, but when I go to.