. please, another orgasm will destroy me . . . I can't take another . . . oh please have mercy . . .”Your eyes slowly blink, as you can now make out...the desperate husky cries of a woman panting for breath, though your vision fails to return.“You should have thought of that before you tried to get revenge on me!” A manly baritone growl cruelly cuts the frantic pleas of the woman short. “Now the tables are turned and you're going learn your lesson! So take it, bitch!”“Nooo!!!!!” the woman screams. As I unsnapped his pants, Tom hand cupped my breasts. He was a natural, massaging and playing with my nipples.I pushed his pants and under pants down and his dick was getting harder. Tom was about five and half inches, not bad for a thirteen year old. I took my hands and fondled his balls, while I stroked him to full strength. He was lost in the pleasure. I understood but still want some for myself."Lay down." I told him. He did so quickly, laying on top of the small couch he had in the tree. I did not even get his name, and still can not be sure of the name I was told. He pulled back from me, his giant cock head slipping up between my butt crack. His head found my running butt hole, he said 'I heard that you would fuck at a drop of a hat, now I belief it.' He pushed his huge cock into my tender aching anus causing me to give out a small squeal. His enormous cock head slipped into my butt with little resistance, he took hold of my hips and began to screw into my rectum in a. They were baby blue with white dots. They were cute except for the black hairs that were sneaking out the sides.The last three splits were right on, so she ended up happy. I kept going, so she tried some of her other commands. She called for a "Power Ten." This is when you need a burst of speed to pass a boat, or to supply a finish strong. You dig a little deeper in the water, and pull a little harder, for ten strokes. She also called for a "Power Twenty" after we returned to a normal pace.She.