“I feel like I’ve known you all my life Mr. Gallo. I’m sure I’m in love with you. When we kissed, I’m sure you felt how much I love you, and...the way you kissed me back made me sure you love me as much as I love you. I don’t want to wait. I want us to be lovers from tonight on. When I’m eighteen, we can get married. I can be the wife you always deserved and give you all the sex you’ll ever need, plus, I’ll give you the love you wanted but never got,” the little blonde told me.I tried to move. Each was attended by a diving bell.It grew darker the deeper they went and color began to wash out of thesurroundings. Candace normally relied on color to help overcome theblur of looking underwater and she found herself relying more onecholocation than she did in the shallow end. This limited the detailedawareness of her surroundings to little more than 20 feet. Beyond that,her blurred vision and the diminishing echoes left her with a vagueimpression of larger details only.Kaminski led them. I slipped my three fingers back in her. She was rotating her hips. I put my cum covered finger on her on her asshole and gave a slight push. Her ass tightened. She took her hand off her clit and grabbed my arm. She pulled my hand toward her. My finger went into her tight hole to the first knuckle. She went back to rubbing her clit. She kept repeating "Oh god, oh god!" I could feel her orgasm. Her asshole was pulsing my finger. I could see her ass cheeks tighten and relax, over and over.. I had a small two bedroom apartment, a couple miles from the strip. I worked a 12-hour shift from 7:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m., for three days. Then had three days off, and worked the 12-hour shift from 7:00 p.m. to 7:00 a.m., and then another three days off. God how I just hated the night shift. It played havoc with my sleeping hours.Let me tell you alittle about me. I am 29 years old, 5'10" tall, 185 pounds. I have darkish blonde hair, with gray eyes. I keep myself fit and trim by working out at.