I told him that I was not using any birth control and that he had just deposited a large amount of cum in me and that I might be pregnant now. It stil... did not stop him; he only said that it did not matter if he came in me again. I tried to get him out of me, but at the same time it felt so good that I did not want him to stop. With each attempt to push him out, it worked more like I was meeting his thrusts. I started to enjoy it more and more, which lead to my starting to fuck his cock and not. Softly flowing by, his hand drifts back and forth in the cool water….drawing figure 8’s with his fingers…..his mind drifting off. He hasn’t had a day off in a while, and this much needed rest in the sun is perfect. In his mind, he is swirling off the waves of a distant beach, the white sands tickling his toes as he ambles through the waves as they crest and fall on the shore. This ocean water is warm, not like the pool, but his mind cannot tell the difference. And then she moved closer. Her. On subsequent visits to Rene's various nuances were added to the mystery but the journey remained largely the same each time.Rene initiated me in the ways of bondage and restraint. He was quite proficient at it and just as had anticipated I learned to relish it.He taught me what it was like to feel the sting of the lash. He introduced me to the whip, the crop,the belt, the paddle and numerousother flagellation devices. The sessions with each new device were mild at first but always included a. Thinking ahead a few weeks, Pam Appleton wondered if the idea of spending the summer in the swamps south of town looking for snakes was such a good idea after all. Thanks to the mosquitos, the damp, and the humidity, the Spearfish Lake swamps were not a place where sane people went in the summer months. At times, upon reflection, flipping patties at the Burger Bummer in Athens all summer seemed positively appealing.There had been no point in trying to deep into the swamp on Saturday, at least.