I looked at Uncle Dar and said, "Thats why you came into the pool. Not just because I'm your friend." Yes," he said. "No hesitation or thought. I saw ...ou floating face down and that was enough. I've never been so afraid in my life as I was while I waited in the pool for the medics to check you over. I knew my leg was hurt but it didn't matter because you were to important to worry about that. It wasn't until I asked George for help that I saw the blood." If someone you care about is in danger,. She says she can feel the heat of it, and that it's a comforting feeling - "like the way tomato soup makes your stomach feel comfy warm on a really cold winter day" was the way she put it.But she also loves copious amounts of cum pumped into her - it's as though she can never get enough of the stuff, but it's got nothing to do with the taste of it, since she much prefers to have it go directly into her.She once got a bunch of her guy friend and their friends to all go over to her place and. Evidently the technique worked as advertised. Still curious, he asked, “Are these girls permanent staff or still undergoing training?”Joseph smiled. “I enjoy variety and change. I always keep about half a dozen slaves on staff at any time, but really, they are all undergoing advanced training. When I sell them off, they will bring much higher prices than the normal run-of-the-mill sluts I provide, like the one your employer wants. His needs can be met within a normal period of about two. ‘Who’s waiting.’ she replied as she joined me beneath the hot spray and reached for the soap. Then we took it in turns to wash each other, taking our time, using the lather as an excuse to fondle and probe each curve and crease. Although my cock continued to show signs of growing interest it was still far from being able to perform, but I could tell from Mandy’s increasingly passionate reactions whenever my fingers slipped down between her legs that she was more than ready for whatever I could.