‘Hush little one- for those men are God- prey unto them’ The wicked (formally average, formally saintly) woman laughed (and she did laugh) A gift...bestowed upon her by the horseman gathered four- a sterling silver gift. Clutched tightly in her fist she claimed the laurel of death- twas a duel edged blade. She wielded it with such passion, that God himself wept through his tightly closed eyes. She disrobed and offered herself unto her gods. Yet there were no acknowledgements- from the horsemen. . It still hurt, but not as painful. The noise was definitely louder on the one side of the rock... Swimming further, he saw something glinting below on the seabed.As he dived, the noise was unbearable, hurting his head, even with fingers in his ears. The kelp on the sea bed swayed to cover, then uncover the shiny metallic object. It was like an old-style lantern. He reached for it and his hand received an electric-like shock... He checked his hand. It was okay, not seeing a burn mark. He tried. He didn’t need the excuse of bad dreams now, if he was horny and hadn’t got anything from mum he came into me. I was ready for him, waiting expectantly and true to form he went down on me straight away, getting me really worked up getting me right to the edge and stopping until I was nearly screaming for it. Then he said it: “do it for me now Emma”. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant but soon there was no doubt, he straddled my body and brought his cock up to my face: “suck it”. Just like. This happened in Sep 2002 about 8 months after we had first met. We booked our first holiday together in lanzarotte , i was 26 and she was nearly 22 and we were still fucking like rabbits on our honey moon period , smoking weed and drinking loads . My wife had the typical curvy hipped bubble bum body of a fit 21 year oldWe had been shopping for weeks buying new gear for our holiday , our biggest purchase was a jvc camcorder which we plan to record lots of holiday sex on itWe had checked into.