I was a merman!I looked over at my lovely Cassandra. She was smiling broadly and took my hand once more, pulling me to her for another kiss. Then we b...gan to swim, hand in hand, away from the island and into the depths of the sea. She was to be my guide in her watery world showing me sights that as a sailor I could never have imagined. I learned from her that merpeople never die; that my Cassandra was actually several hundreds of years old, yet she looked as young and fresh as an eighteen year. I slide down further and slowly bit her on her pussy over the sari and then moved my head back to where her sari was tucked in. With my mouth and slowly tonguing her in the tucked region, I slowly pulled the sari out, with my hand and I unrobed her.Now she was in panty and red bras. This was an beyond belief site and I was really enjoying every moment of this and so was she. I started to move over her pussy with my head and was making small bites all over naval, thighs, pelvis. She started to. His breath ragged and tortured. She bit her lip when his suit jacket was slipped off and placed on her dress. In slow motion, he rolled up the sleeves of his custom made shirt. His silk tie was loosened and discarded. She imagined it drifting like a feather to the ground. This was a dream. An achingly beautiful dream. Her tongue came out and then her bottom lip was pulled into her mouth when the covers were pulled back. When the bed rocked to accept his weight, she used it as an excuse to. He had fucked her there many times. She had scabs on her torn flesh from his rough treatment of her. If he had just used his dick, it might not have been so bad, but he had other toys he liked to use on her as well.Syd was soon going to town. The fresh blood provided enough lubrication to get him moving, and he liked to see her blood on his flesh, as he sawed in and out of her. He wasn’t a particularly big guy cock wise, but it didn’t take too much rough treatment to damage the sphincter and.