He stays like that for sometime and i feel weird. He normally squishes me in his chest for a while and then let me go, but today he stays like that. I...feel confused. "We're going underwater today", he explains without leaving me. "Im gonna hold you tight and you just pat me real hard if u feel lack of breath". He takes me underwater and lifts my thighs wrapping them around his waist. My eyes are closed so i dont see anything. Just feel. His hands trail up my legs and rest on my ass before. But she conjured up the image in her mind of sticking her tongue in someone's rectum and she felt sick to her tender, young stomach and had to cover her mouth for a second.Bud reached over and hugged her gently, helping to soothe some of the terror she felt at the hands of these criminals."Stop that!" Joey demanded. "Just eat her asshole, don't play lovey-dovey with her."Bud carefully turned Betty on to her back and mounted her in the 69 style, putting his head between her lovely thighs. Betty. Sitting down to piss (or pee, as the girls would say), was something he (she!) wasn't used to. And there was a whole lot else (s)he wasn't used to, either.Breasts! They weren't all that big, as female breasts go, but they protruded and they were soft. The nipples were pretty sensitive, too. And below the waist the hips flared out. And that ass! It had become rounded, maybe even pear-shaped. Morrison had always been partial to women with padded, pear-shaped asses, and now (s)he was sitting on. I ran it up to her clit and rubbed it around while she shuddered and squealed, then brought it back down to her asshole. Her butt cheeks clenched around it, crushing the end of the stick. I tossed the butter aside and smacked her ass a few more times for good measure. Some of the welts had turned purple. My cock throbbed. I wanted to ram it into Rebecca’s ass and blow my load, but that would end the game and I was enjoying it too much. I slid my index finger between her cheeks and teased her.