Did you?" Give me more credit than that, babe. Work is work and besides, you have nicer tits. Is it over with you and the name caller?" Yes," I answer...in a small, defeated whimper. "If you let me loose I'll even delete every word. And now that you know the depths of my depravity, can you forgive me?"He lets me wait on tenterhooks for his pending grace, or punishment."I'll delete them for you," he offers, clicking through until hundreds of paragraphs, scores of photos and all friends disappear. It's a rough path but you know it well and take it slow. We pull up to the pool in the stream. You park in the shade of a tree growing on the edge of the stream.We get out of your car and you stretch and pull your shirt off, throwing it at me when you catch me admiring you. You tell me to strip down its time to get wet.We take our clothes off and run laughing to the pool. We step down into the water, it feels so good on a hot summer day. We float around letting the water spin us as it will.. I played with my hard clit, rubbing it, making the rest of my pussy ache. He always did this too, I remembered. Playing with my clit until I could barely take it anymore, my pussy grinding against his hand and soaking wet. I pushed my jeans down further, until they were completely off. I rolled onto my stomach and ground my clit against the floor, making me squirm. I could feel the first wave of orgasm coming, barely having even touched myself. Imagining my guy on top of me always had that. He started really pounding into me. It had only hurt a bit at first. Now that I was fully relaxed, it was only the best sexual feeling I'd had in a long time. He seemed to swell inside me. Then he plunged in to the hilt and froze there. I felt him thicken and the hot spurt of his cum drenching my bowels. I came against the towel beneath me at the same time. My orgasm added to his pleasure, since my sphincter throbs when I come, just as everybody else's does. He groaned and leaned down to rest.