Dry or not and ignoring my yelps as his cock stretched my pussy and pleas to slow down, he continued to pull out and drive upwards causing me to try t... push him away and to stretch up on my toes further with each thrust. Faster than I would have liked, his cock was deep, pulling and stretching my pussy. Beginning to move against me, his cock slid with less and less friction as I began to moisten. I was soon enjoying the movements in my pussy and replaced my grimaces and yelps of discomfort with. I told her that we can go to the hut and have sex there. Since, it is a bit far, nobody would come there. She liked my idea, and said that we can do it after she prepare lunch. I agreed, went to the kitchen after her and sat there watching her work. She was working very hard, very fast. She was always moving here and there, getting the spices, stirring the vessels and all that. On seeing this, I asked her “could you work naked?” she told me that neighbors may see and hence she can’t be naked.. I should have made itsmaller. Oh well, next time. I reached around my back and untied my top.It felt good to be topless, with the warm water caressing my tits andnipples. I poured myself another glass of wine. I then removed mybottoms. I was naked and getting horny again. I lay back, spread my legsletting one of the jets hit my clit. That felt so different from using myfingers. Now I had both hands free to play with my tits. I squeezed themand shook them and then turned my attention to my big. "What do I get out of this?" he asked. I took a deep breath."If you do your part, and Russell goes for Katrina like I think he will, then—when we get home—I'll go out with you." You mean, like dating? You'd go to the Winter Formal with me?" Yeah. I'd do that," I said quietly."Wow. You got a deal," Brendan said. We stood, and I kissed him on the cheek. It felt weird, but I needed to get used to it."Thanks, Brendan," I said.I don't remember much about Venice. We rode around in those gondola.