‘You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve seen in a long time. I’ve only loved one woman in my life and I feel as if my heart has started beati...g again and it’s all because of you. Fat? Noooooooooo you’re just perfect – soft and silky – and you fit in my arms so perfectly.’ She looked at him in amazement of what she had just heard. He was telling her the truth and she couldn’t even speak but the tears rolled down her cheeks. Jonathan pulled her into his arms and kissed her eyes where the. ?Where are we going?? she enquired, ?I have my car just a short distance away?.?Over here.? Ignoring her statement about the car, I pointed to a small stone building well away from the main beach, ?it’s the old lifeboat house; no-one uses it now so we can wait there until the rain stops.?If anything it was raining even harder. I could not believe my luck!Slut (2) ?I admit it! I had been thinking about him, just a few feet away. Too much study, too much school, not enough fun, and certainly. The light touch of finger tips under his balls, firm palms rubbing his inner thighs, flicking the underside of his dickhead with my tongue and letting it rest on the tip of my tongue, which I form into a spoon to hold it. My lips wrap around what is warm and throbbing, and I bob forward ever so slowly, feeling his ridge, and shaft enter my cozy mouth. I'm the bitch and he doesn't let me play with his anus or finger him. I know cause one time i tried and he smacked me across my face and quickly. You look back, and can´t see the spot where you dove in anymore. It's too dark over there. You continue swimming, but the light does not come close. With every stroke, it goes one stroke away. You suddenly you feel true fear. That something you are not used to. In the world of plastic, glass, and concrete you come from there is no real fear. No "life-or-death"-fear. There are the internet and fast food, and cars and noise and all the bullshit that makes headaches. There is the fear of illness.