And before he went to bed he texted him; "Love you Jelmer. Sorry, if I overwhelmed you with my proposal. Sleep well. Kiss.".Jel did not respond back. ...o Chris went to bed. Tossing and turning, not sure on what to do, or where his life would lead him.On Wednesday he got the delivery from the roof coating company. The color additive was very expensive. And it looked exactly the same as the stuff he could get on the island in different colors at the local paint and DIY shop for only a tenth of the. I'm cummmminnnngggg!" my mother screamed. My mother screamed her pleasure as she came and came in a prolonged orgasm, her hips bucking off the bed, her breasts flopping wildly, as her body exploded with pleasure in response to my friend's loving ministrations. It seemed it would go on forever. Each time the sensations ceased, Irfan would thrust his finger deep into my mother's ass, or lick her clitoris, or bite the lips of her cunt, and it would start all over again; until, out of sheer. A quick check of the remains found a fairly good sized air pocket in the forward section of the boat. This allowed time for Bill to rest and search for the equipment.After 10 minutes, Brian was about to go after Bill. Just before he dove, he sent a mental message to Bill. Bill reassured the young man that he was OK and was starting back to the surface with the equipment.As he exited the hull, he looked into the jaws of the largest shark he had ever seen. The massive jaws of the great white. It is clear, again. I leer at my image with the lust and hunger that fills me. “Do it then, slut!” I command, I entreat, I plead. “Give us the orgasm we need!”I use one hand to caress my breasts while the other returns to my glistening pussy. My eyes flick between the fingers rolling, pinching, and twisting a nipple to the index and middle fingers disappearing between my pussy lips, my thumb rubbing my clitoris. The action, and the image, quickly sends me to a higher level of arousal, closer to.