Eden speaks, “That’s a few fantasies crossed off the wish-list… That was pretty special!” She turns to turn up at Carol. “Thank you…” Ba...k to the camera. “She really took it to the next level… I was thinking I’d just fuck the dog and think about the Holocaust… But she made it real for me… “ She smiles. “I feel much closer to my grandmother now… I feel like I’ve been through the same, erm, humiliation as her…”“And on television too…” Adds Carol.Eden looks up at her and smiles, she seems to be. He and Francesca hardly knew each other. She was a mother of a young child, and had to make do with a part-time job, and what little help she got from a ne'er-do-well abusive husband. He had been in and out of the state for years, and hadn't made much contact with her. But then, after going through his collection of photos, he found himself becoming aroused by her photo.He found other pictures of her, and became obsessed with her beauty, innocence, and vulnerability. He manipulated any photos. Her gleaming eyes contradicted her mendacious face about how much she knew was exposed and how much she enjoyed being watched. Cameras were out and already capturing loose tits and tempting twats, including Sue’s.Teasing, flashing and some oral and finger sex continued on the playground in the bright sun and under the covered area. So far, people were avoiding all out fucking and fetish sex. When our sweaty guests faltered with concern for how far they could go, I figured it was time for the. I forced my body to proceed for the slight, minuscule chance that there was??I stepped into a puddle.??water.?I dropped down to my knees and greedily gulfed it up. I crawled further into the cave and the puddle started getting larger. The water was well above my knees now. An underground river I thought to myself? Who cares? I dove my head into the water and kept drinking. A good three minutes went by before I stuck my head up for air. I started tending to the other parts of my body – my legs,.