“That I can do.”“But on one condition.” And she removed his hands from her body.He looked at her, eyes wary. “What?”“You have to fuck me...in the swimming pool.” His eyes lifted in amusement as she worked at the knot on his swim trunks. She swung her legs off him and tugged him up by the loose strings. It was four steps to the heated swimming pool, and there, by the pool stairs, she dropped all her clothes. Then she entered the water like a goddess—hips swaying, golden hair bouncing.Once in the. When I was young, I went with my Mum and Dad to the seaside in Cornwall.I dug a big hole in the sand. It took ages and I was very proud of it. Iwanted to hide from my parents so I hid in the hole.Unfortunately, the sand was dry and very fine. The walls collapsed on meand buried me. I was panic stricken. Sand was getting in my ears and upmy nose. I could not breathe and the weight of the sand felt like it wascrushing me. Luckily, it was only a few seconds later that my Dad pulledme out. So let me tell you what I saw last time. About 6:00 a lady we had never met before, that was new to swinging, arrived at the hotel. We chatted and she had told us her hubby was sick and died about a year ago and she hadn’t had sex in over 16 months. She went on to say she had been masturbating frequently for the last 6 months and was fantasizing about being with a black man and women in a 3sum, although she had only had one on one sex with white men. She said she met a black woman in our. As I raised my head I could feel and taste my mouthful of cum. I moved my tongue around in my mouth to feel the texture of it before taking a big swallow. Then I licked around my lips with my tongue to clean them of any cum that started to escape. Bob pulled me up next to him cuddling me as he kissed me behind my ear and stroked my long hair. We just stayed like that for close to an hour as he now rubbed his hand on my side from my bust to my thigh. As I savored the taste of his come in my.