Towards the point at which the waves were breaking. The action of the sea took them higher and dropped them down with greater force. Heather leaned ba...k, lying on the surface of the sea. Her hands linked at the back of Dylan's neck. Dylan's hands slid to the back of her knees. Her whole body elevated by sea, before being pushed by the sea and pulled by Dylan back onto Dylan's cock. Harder and deeper than before. The relentless rhythm of the sea complimented Dylan's thrusts, which grew stronger. I felt you move again more than I saw it, tears pouring freely. I wasn’t sure I could handle this, seriously considered safewording. When you reached the open space between my legs I tensed again, trying in vain to prepare for the next onslaught. How much more pain could I stand? When was this going to start being pleasurable for me as well?A small voice in the back of my mind chastised me for that thought. Wasn’t it enough that I was providing pleasure for my Dom, in ways that fulfilled your. A red and black check mini skirt and a midriff baring t-shirt left little unseen as I contorted my body through the window without making too much noise.Several minutes of fruitless searching had me once more on the phone to Jenny whose memory just had a "D'oh" moment as she remembered it was in her mother's wardrobe. I kept the call open as I headed down the hall, which was extremely useful because Jenny had another memory drop into place."Don't make too much noise, my mother's boyfriend might. She says she'll be back in a bit and leaves the examination room. She's gone a long time. What is she doing? Multi-tasking with another patient? Catching up on email? Here I am wearing nothing but a t-shirt and one of those horrible gowns that opens in the back, sitting on a paper-covered examination table in a cold room, waiting for what seems like 10 minutes for my doctor to return. This is not sexy at all. She finally returns and slides the curtain closed which separates the door from the.