C. would often come out by the pool and join us, she usually just sunbathed. She always wore a bikini that barely held in her large breasts. I always...had to stay in the pool longer to let my hard on subside. Whenever Tony went inside to go to the bathroom or get a drink I took the opportunity to steal glances at the bathing beauty. Whenever Mrs. C. got out of the pool she would wrap a towel around her mid section but left her bikini top uncovered, she would often come out by the pool and hand. He counted on his fingers as he smiled down at me: I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. Then he kissed me: I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I was crying by now, softly, gently. Not a sad cry, a happy cry. A cry you cry when the emotion in you is too much to handle and you need some release. A cry that says ‘I love you’ to the one you love. He was. I was fully seated inside her, but not moving at all. Abby’s eyes wandered a bit while she pulled herself together, but then she focused all of her energy on our coupling and attacked me with a fury I hadn’t yet seen from her.With Abby slamming up to meet my every stroke, it was impossible to hold off for long and when the first jet of semen smashed into her overheated cervix, Abby screamed out yet again and surrendered to the cataclysmic climax that overtook her.All in all I thought her. (Betty) Cool!(Oberon) *Smiles*(Betty) Are you really a king? ;)(Oberon) The King of the Fey they say. :)(Anne-Mal) And who are they?(Oberon) The fey are fairies dear lady. My particular race among the fey are the sidhe. (Pronounced Shi.)(Betty) Shi! Pronounced she?(Oberon) *Smiles* Why yes.(Michelle) Anne, I see you brought Betty. Did Archie not want to come?(Betty) Well I liked the story! Wish I did have Archie!(Anne-Mal) Hi Michelle, seen Ellen? :)(Michelle) Saw her earlier this morning. She.