I could feel the ripples of the water caressing over me, when I heard noise from within the house. I assumed you had awoken as well, and discovered me...gone. I smiled broadly when I saw you approach the patio door, scanning the yard for me. Our eyes meet, and lock, as you open the door, and walk out. You come to the edge of the pool, smiling, you kneel down to greet me, as I swim over toward you. My body immersed completely in the water, you had yet to discover that I was without a swimsuit, or. ..but his cock is punishing my sissy pussy and all I can do is rest my face against her wetness as he fucks me. She strokes my hair and tells me what a good whore I am."Do you know what the piledriver is, slut?" she says. He still hasn't said a word. I nod, and she says "Of course you do, you fucking sissy" with a laugh. "Do it then", and I shimmy up to their couch. I throw my legs over my head with my back propped against the couch, so my now gaping pussy is at the top of my upside down pose.. We continued taking turns, trying to wring out every bit of pleasure, until there was nothing left but a smear of chocolate sauce on the plate.I helped Anna get up from her chair and then put my arm around her waist as we walked out of the room and headed up the stairs. At the first landing, we turned toward the great window and gazed out over the river valley that stretched out before us. The lights of the city were already beginning to glow. It proved to be a beautiful sight."Thank you,. The flowers reminded him of the confusion. And at the same time, they made him feel better. He remembered walking past the flower stand with his bag from the Gap, wearing shorts and a pink tank top and his new sandals. It was a gorgeous summer day, with the sun shining down on his shoulders. The yellow flowers caught his eye, and he thought that it would make him so happy to see them in the sunshine on his coffee table.In his closet, there were the sandals. Scuffed up on the heel from walking.