“Mr. Satisfaction?” she said, reading out loud the tattoo running up his forearm, “Why you’re nothing but a slimy little freak!” The carn...e held up his arm for her to see and said, “Twenty years from now, when you can’t feel your husband’s dick anymore because your pissy little cunt’s gotten all sloppy from having one too many babies, you’ll wish you’d gotten to know me better! Fuckin’ doesn’t get any better than this and if your mother saw this arm, she’d be crawlin’ all over me!” I. Her long, dark brown hair totally added to the completeness off her image. Add to this a very pert set of perfectly formed 38DD breasts and she was close to becoming almost the perfect example of the female form! As she glanced around the pool, she smiled to herself. Through her Ray Bans she could count at least six copies of "50 Shades Of Grey" being read by the various women and that didn't included her copy. The thought of all these women, all reading about sex at the same time and all in. She got up an hour before the sun, put on one of her many bikinis, tugged a dress on top of it and walked down the path towards the beach. It was a particularly warm morning so she threw off her dress and walked into the cold water. It splashed against her face and she instantly tasted the salt. She moved closer to the beach and kneeled down. The waves pushed at her and she tried her best to stay stationary. It was a great feeling when the waves crashed against her skin to cool her off as the. . the essence of a man, itfilled my mouth...no filled my being! I shuddered, part humiliation partjoy. As I was doing this Marcus watched me intently. I looked into hiseyes and could tell it was turning him on; his eyes had the slight glazeof enjoyment. Again I started kissing his cock, fist the tip thenfurther down, then slowly I began to take his cock. Half way down hislength I felt it touch the back of my throat provoking the gag reflex,so I pulled back. I looked up at him and his gaze.