“Do it,” I groaned, my body straining.And then he started to move.I went home that evening with Mister Jennings’ semen leaking out of me. He’d...filled me twice, the first time on his settee after robustly shagging me like he was drilling for oil, the second time upstairs in his bed following a short hiatus. His stamina was astounding, although he did say it was because I was so young and gorgeous that he could rebound so quickly. In his front room, on the settee, Mister Jennings had bounced my. She asked what I was doing, so I pointed up to the camera box hanging from the boom. “I thought David will want to see some pictures, we will be able to send him something tomorrow. That camera comes in handy for sailing reasons, but it also takes great pictures of anyone in the cockpit, whether at the helm, or relaxing and enjoying life.” I told her I could snap a picture with the remote, or turn it to video. I pointed out the red light which would be on for video if she was ever concerned. .. You did go to Harriet's place for the weekend?”“Well...err...no.”“Oh never mind, you can tell me about your weekend later. With you away for the weekend we went to this club on Friday night. We got there at about 9pm, payed the entry fee, and stood around the bar sipping champagne and chatting with other couples. It was easy to tell regulars from first-timers like us. There were a few couples who seemed as nervous as us (new chums), although most were quite relaxed (old hands).”“A big man,. I get the hose out and start wetting the car while Zel is putting soap into the bucket. Zel is looking so good in the costume and I’m sure it will be totally transparent when wet. I’m just loving seeing her large boobs and rounded ass in that costume. I start getting aroused, which is her intention I see. We start washing the car, Zel is soaping up the car and I’m washing it off with the hose. I can’t resist to see that costume wet and I start squiring water strait at the essential parts of her.