The impact knocked the wind out of her, and she was tumblingthrough the waves.Without a second's hesitation, Jerry dove into the water, pulling herabo...e the water and holding her up while she gasped for breath. As thefog slowly cleared from her head, she realized that her boobs were bare;the impact had knocked the tiny cups from her boobs. But even thoughJerry was holding his arm across her chest, Denise realized that hewasn't trying to cop a feel. He was swimming with her, rescuing. "Then, as far as I can tell from the Internet, you might have a lucrative career in pornography," Nancy said, straight-faced. "Evidently there's a fetish subculture revolving around shemales."After a moment, Madison remembered to close her mouth. A fetish for what?!?! My God, who invented the Internet? Bob Dole. Bob Dole said he invented the Internet. When he did it, did he realize just what an enormous amplifier-of-stupidity he was unleashing on the human race?? She had to close her mouth. A., the drive up to Spearfish Lake on Saturday had been relatively short. Harper had been right; she'd needed the drive across the country, to help her see the size of the problem. It was, she realized, a pipsqueak problem, compared to the sins she'd seen from the window of her Omni, but thinking about the problem at hand had cleared up a lot of her depression. Bring this one under control, and there'd be a really good line of field work to show on her resume, and she could send out resumes in. Debbie worked back and forth slowly until finally she had worked my whole mammoth unit into her pussy and she was rocking back and forth on me. I was rubbing her tits and playing with her nipples as she fucked herself on my cock. Debbie was a machine as she started to moan and groan. She wiggled around until she was squatting over my dick and now she was bouncing herself up and down slamming my cock deep into her pussy. I placed my hands on her hips and was helping pull her down hard onto my.