I was concentrating on breathing and surviving, but my body was still responding to the fucking and stimulation it was getting from his cock pounding ...nto me. The lack of oxygen focused on the growing intensity of the stimulation I was receiving. When he finally let me up, I jumped away from him, and I swam to the edge of the pool. When I grabbed the edge of the pool, he spread my legs apart and re-entered me from behind, and started right where he left off pounding me from behind. I had my. We had a beer and a bag of chips and came home. Sian, do you want a slice of toast with that tea?" But the cinema is about the only place you can get a choc-ice this time of year. Why did they try to throw you out?" No choc-ices in this cinema, and when you ask loudly for one when it is quite obvious from the action on the screen why you thought of it just then, the other customers might get annoyed." And what was going on?" The gentleman on the screen was rather well tanned, and the lady. Diana breathed a sigh of relief that they wouldn't be alone. He couldn't tease her and make her start dripping—she was already damp as it was! The first articles of clothing she would have to buy were more panties! She would have to keep switching them out as she soaked them! That was the only thing that frustrated her ... she would have to get used to changing her underwear several times a day when he was near! Hell ... if he's around, why should I bother to wear any at all? They won't stay on. A hand grabbed her left ass cheek first, and then the right, opening her wider to allow the razor to clean her crack. The hands must be the doctor's. His hot breath made her skin crawl. But she fought her disgust and anger until her numb coolness returned. Her shame was unimportant; she had to survive.A warm, fluffy towel rubbed the surplus of lather away, and then soft hands oiled her skin deeply, her mound as well as the insides of her labia – and her clitoris. Fingers even entered her anus,.