After letting the water run for a while, I realised the water wasn’t warming up. As soon as the cold liquid touched my face, it fully woke me up. I ...as ready to begin my two-mile walk to Sussex Square where Bobby lived.Coming out of Brighton Station, I felt the icy weather bite into me. Pulling my smartphone out of my pocket, I pressed the power button. The screen came to life, showing me the temperature and time. It was two-thirty in the morning, and the temperature was minus two degrees. They’re both just lying to one another. No one really wants to be with just one person for the rest of their damn lives. Marriage is a fucking trap. It’s a fucking joke. Commitments are meaningless… all meaningless. “Quiet your mind, Davina.” I kept my gaze on the twinkling city lights as I stood on the balcony of his very expensive penthouse. “You are lost in thought again,” he said. “You need to silence that voice.” “I can’t.” “Shhh…” I closed my eyes as a pair of strong, masculine arms. Leila was not sure it needed it as she could see several snail trails of drying pussy juice on the inside of Fallon’s muscular thighs. Leaning forward, she kissed the back of her sister’s neck and said “Get ready here it comes…” spreading her buttocks with both hands, her head on a pillow, Fallon readied herself as Leila now slowly inched the jelly into the steaming depths of her pussy. Fallon gasped as the thick knob head penetrated her tight cunt; then the feeling as her pussy closed around. A chat with the spa staff revealed that there was an outside pool, where c***dren were excluded, and that perhaps this should be the venue for my final swim of my week’s holiday.So the next day, despite it not being sunny and warm, I ventured out to this other pool, only to be confronted with a hen party in full swing, bikinis aplenty, champagne bottles and plastic glasses everywhere – is this really a serious swimming pool? I asked myself. I was about to turn and return to the more.