And I said sure... 'Master' asked me if I had a r@p# fantasy. I was shocked! Sick! Sick bastard he was one of them. I wasn't going to email him anymor... and delete and block him. First I responded NO! "Master' responded okay and that a lot of women had them and he just wanted to know. I told him he was lying. he just wanted to see if he could r@p# me and I told him I would NEVER meet him. I think I made him upset when he responded that he was just asking and I didn't have to reply like a bitch.. She was in heaven. “Ohhh,” she moaned, as softly as she could, still letting him know he was pleasing her. Her moans made him lick and finger her faster. She buried his face as deep as she could, arching her back and moving her pussy up and down all over his face and fingers, until she squealed, “I’m cumming,” and he licked and fingered her until a dripping wet orgasm. “Not bad for an old guy,” he bragged. “Not at all,” she said, almost out of breath. He then stood up, grabbed his cock with his. She shed the towel as soon as we were inside the fenced enclosure. And she was in the water.I went in with her. We did a few laps. I'd coached her into a pretty decent crawl stroke, and she cut the water alongside me for fifteen minutes of swimming, then we both hung in the water on the deep end of the pool, cooling. I felt her sidle against me, her hip bumping mine.She took a deep, cleansing breath. "That's a good exercise, huh?" Yeah. We need something to get rid of all the fried. The young man snickered and said, ‘You’d be surprised, baby.’ She smiled yet again. ‘Please go away. I’m not interested.’ She returned her attention to Geoff. The burly boy grinned and said, ‘I’ll bet I can get you interested…’ He brushed her cheek with the backs of his fingers – and an instant afterward, he was falling to his knees and crying out in pain. Geoff had seized his hand, turned it palm up, and bent it backward. ‘Oww! Lemme go!’ Geoff had not even risen from his seat. There was.