Alan could see from her knees to the top of her breasts. Nice breasts. And so was the rest of her."Okay, so she's a looker. So what?" No, you don't un...erstand. She was... Look, see that?"Suddenly Alan was paying attention. Pressed up hard against the window, the woman slowly rubbed her hands across her nipples, now visibly pressing against the bikini top, wound her way down her stomach, and stroked the orange triangle between her legs.No doubt she thought this was a safe thing to be doing where. It was hotter and moister than any woman I’ve ever experienced before. I could barely function. It was a natural reaction to start sliding in and out. I felt so primal – like a fucking cave man taking my woman and having my way with her. She also had something I had never experienced before – muscles. With each stroke as I slid out, she would squeeze her pussy and choke my cock. She could make her pussy so freaking tight it was incredible. We never said a word to each other. It was all body. She just shoots her sister a glare and takes moves over to the table, carrying a cake topped with two novelty candles making the number 18."Make a wish, sweetie," mom says, smiling as she moves quickly to the other side of the table, phone in hand. Cheesy though it was, the only wish you really wanted to make was to get out of this financial glut sooner rather than later. It had been a hard year for your family - debt had piled up from a series of medical emergencies that had all three of you. Mostly from pain. It was the first time that I realized that my fingers were screaming in pain as the cold icy water destroyed my both my hands and arms.As bad as I hurt all over, there was just no way that I was going to let go of my son. Not after I had found him against the odds. Locking my hips to the broken window, I began to pull back with all of my might. Alex had now been in the water nearly three minutes. I knew I had only seconds to get him out of this water or he would soon be.