Up and back. As he made yet another turn and pushed off there was a splash in the next lane and he glimpsed female legs. Every eight laps he stopped...to rest and found himself staring at the girl as she swam. It was hard to size her up exactly for her hair was concealed by a swim cap and her face obscured by goggles, but man, she sure had a hot body, trim and athletic. A single piece drop back Speedo clung to her curves like a second skin and he could not help but gawk at the cleavage of her. Anyway, she came into my room and crawled into my bed and held me. We fell asleep. When I woke up, well…” “My thing was awake and ready on it's own,” Aunt Gina said for her. “Right,” my mom continued. “I don't know why but, I started rubbing it. Do you want me to go on,” she asked me. “Yes, I need to hear all of it,” I replied, knowing it was true. Even if I didn't want to hear, I had to. “It felt nice to feel a har...to feel one again,” she blushed. “I started getting excited.. ? She had become animmortal latex doll. Several hundred years had passed, and she still dwelled inthe household occasionally hanging herself out the balcony window as a means ofgetting fresh air (her dress held her in place like some grotesque invertedbungee cord) and she would hang as a though she were a giant bat.? It was on one of these days that a man whofancied himself a black tuxedo arrived, carrying a bouquet of roses. Somewhat alarmed and embarrassed, she inhumanly flipped andtwisted. He kept going back for more. Each stroke took longer and longer as her expertmouth worked the tip of his cock toward ecstasy. And she loved doing it. She loved him between her breasts, his rigid manhoodcraving her mouth, and her succulent kisses. And he adored the lush low sounds she made at the back of her throat as ifshe couldn't get enough. It became a game: would he thrust deeply enough forher to catch him? And if he didn't, would he miss her juicy sucking? And couldhe ever get enough.