Cool and grayish-blue, the whites clear, they feel distant in a way but the closer you get the more you feel a certain penetrating warmth: you feel a ...ontentedness in his eyes, perhaps an echo of this in his easy smile. You might see eyeglasses on the man as he reads a newspaper, but let’s visit him in our memory as he was before our last trip together. Let’s visit him in his office. You’ll see him wearing an expensive, well-tailored suit, clothing that seems a natural extension of his body. He. I looked like a giantbaby. I walked back to my cave, pink, smooth, and entirely naked, andlooked at the discarded bottle of "sunscreen".The brown and gold bottle looked just like Coppertone at first glance,but if I'd just taken a moment to read, in big letters on the frontwere the words "depilatory cream". Why on earth did women use thistorture device? What was wrong with a razor? I sighed, covered myselfin actual SPF30, grabbed my clothes, and made my way back to the water.I washed myself. The man from before steps in and says “Mmmm Melonie Mac! I recognize you.” he says while he unbuckle his pants and pull down his underwear revealing his 9 inch dick. “Wha – what are you doing?” she says trying to get up and escape. But the man grab her push her down to her knees and shoves his cock in her mouth. “You bite you lose your teeth.” he says while pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. Melonie just gives up looks up with her teary eyes. “Mmmm you look so innocent but we all know. I went out and bought rubbers for them and that was better and they went in deeper than dildos because they were longer. They still did not go in easily and I looked up and saw a funnel and had a great idea. I got off my knees and went to the kitchen and got that cooking oil. I did a shoulder stand against the garage door, put the funnel in my ass as deep as it would go and poured the oil into the funnel and down my asshole. That was a sensational feeling and I still do it. The shovel went in.