ThanksMatty. ;-)@ @ @ @The morning of his scheduled wedding Tom was pulled from his stupor by abanging on the hotel door. He came around lethargically... graduallybecoming aware of his surroundings. His head pounded, his mouth felt likeit was filled with cotton balls. Spurred on by a pungent and unshakeablesense of foreboding, he unenthusiastically forced his eyes open and liftedhis head from the droll soaked carpet and realized something was wrong. Hehad no memory of how he got there. Painfully. "He just said "Go," no ready set, just "Go," so I went, luckily the turf was springy as I sprinted and I just lunged for that gate."Back go!" he ordered and I sprinted back, I was gasping for breath as I got back."What the hell did they let you go for?" he asked in surprise, "That was under fourteen coming back!" he thought, "That's fast." he said, "very fast," and he thought, "Maybe you're no good at something, I just took a punt on those sprint figures, oh and your pictures of course, and of. Some hours later we rested I was so exhausted from all of this I had to get some rest we chatted some more then round 2 this time she wanted me to take her putting on one of her varied large strapons and fucking her wet pink pussy she was so tight as I pumped her for all my love I had in me and then turning her over as we continued watching more of her Movies one after the other we partially did the Karma sutra all over the house even to the point in the loo then came the point I knew what we. Having a generous neighbor with a pool next door allowed me to swim every day. They were an older couple and spent most of the year traveling so I was used to having the pool to myself. They were out of town that day, so I popped in through the side gate. Dropping my towel, I dove in and to loosen up did a few freestyle laps. I followed with numerous laps of practicing my butterfly stroke. It was an intense workout and completing it; I could feel the familiar muscle burn of exhaustion. Pulling.