It soon came to be my turn and I was now more concerned. I was a good swimmer and was encouraged to only use a floatation belt like the guys had used....They had shorts on, though. I was determined not to deny myself experiences with these guys, though. I allowed Mark to fasten the belt around my waist and I slipped over the end of the boat. I climbed onto the board and held onto the line as the boat slowly drifted away until I was holding the handle which was threaded through a clip and leaned. "They're shopping for curtains. Let's go look at clothes."Rosy takes her hand, and they're soon back in JC Penney, looking at clothes. Jill's much more relaxed once she realizes the other people are into their own thing, and no one's even looking at her. She feels like she's in Candyland, looking at so many clothing choices and not worrying about being a boy looking at women's clothes."Let's find a nice dress you can wear without looking like a whore," Rosy jokes.Jill laughs with her as they. She had, after all, done it before she met me. 'Was it just a fantasy or did she really want to do it with me? If she did, could I do such a thing? Was she doing them on the side?' Fantasy is one thing, but reality is another. I had to leave town a couple of days later and was scheduled to be going to Paris for work for a couple of weeks. During the trip, I found out much more about my new girlfriend.I knew she had been married twice, but didn't know much about those marriages. The first one. She had the most perfect ass and seeing my cock deeply penetrating it was very exciting! I kept fucking her deeper and deeper until I was easily nine inches deep in her ass! I could tell I was at a turn and I could feel the pressure of the almost two liters of oil pressing against the tip of my dick. I couldn't imagine what the pressure must have felt like for her.“Are you in all the way?” she asked between her moans.“Almost. I have about two inches left to go,” I said.“Oh, God, okay... just.