"Later during breakfast, I said, "Let's go to Lake Powell this weekend." The water will be too cold for swimming, Brent," Grace said."Then we won't sw...m," I said."Wet suits would keep us warm," Mary said. "Still, I wouldn't want to do any wake boarding in freezing water. Exploring canyons on the jet skis would be fun, though." The fishing will be different," I said. "No stripper boils. The cold water at the surface will drive the bait fish down to thirty feet or deeper." I didn't bring up the. It was just wrong.“Open your legs, Slave!” he ordered firmly, so she did as she was told. The instant he had enough room, he let the stream of urine go and aimed it perfectly, getting every drop of it into the bowl. She'd never even seen a boy's private parts before, and she was fascinated by how different he was from her. The feeling of twist never stopped, but she didn't fight it. She wanted o see where this all went.His stream stopped, and there was half a drop still on the tip of his penis,. Pulling me up to the seated position he told me to suck him, I put my fist around him and started to wank him off, he said "Lick me", as I did do,sort of, he said "You're shit at this", pushing me onto the bed, he opened my legs and positioned himself between them, suddenly he put the tip of his cock at my arse crack and rubbed him up and down on me.Then he said "You fucking prick teaser", as he pushed his entire length into my asshole, God the pain was awful as he continued to fuck me, he was. My laptop was on my bedside cabinet scrolling through my collection of hardcore pictures of naked women and I had a couple of porn magazines open on the bed. I’d put on one of Kathy’s briefest black lace panties borrowed from the laundry basket. The sight of her tiny panties bulging over my erect cock and the feel of the soft material around my erect penis turns me on! I was gently fingering my cock to maximum stiffness and sensitivity through the thin black lace when the doorbell rang.After.