He reached out to Peter's hand and came to a stop, pulling him into a hug. “Daniel, I just don't know if I can stand sharing you,” Peter said. �...If he even shows up, I can always say no. He's not going to rape me, you know. He'll understand,” Daniel replied. “But that robs you of something that's part of your relationship, and that isn't fair to you. I just don't know how to feel,” Peter explained.“Let's not worry about it right now,” Daniel said, and they sailed back to shore.Over a week had. “Holy fuck...” he said as he stepped back. Chad’s cock kept throbbing, dripping loads of cum. One shot out of him onto Liz’s leg and even more was running out of her pussy, down her leg. Chad wasn’t as big as me and I bet Liz would be impressed if she saw it. I’d make her feel twice as good and what I wouldn’t do to see it all happen again, but of course me being the one fucking her brains out. Although, I was as skinny and my dick seemed to be bigger from what I saw I just didn't really have. He was driving to Leigh’s and the idea of seeing her beautiful face and touching her smooth caramel skin made his heart pound a bit faster. He thought about Brian’s words, if Michael found out about Leigh’s relationship with him, it would certainly make things more complicated, because Damien was sure Michael would confront Leigh about it. That was something Damien wanted to avoid at all costs. Even if he had to stay away from her to keep her safe, and the mere thought of not seeing her made. The water flowed into the top of my slip dress, pouring over my bare chest and breasts, then down my abdomen and nylon-covered legs. I don’t know how long I stood under the water, but I lost track of time and totally forgot about others in the area. My mind had drifted off as I rubbed my pussy through the soaked sheer panties and rubbed my hands up and down my drenched nylons and garter straps. I felt light-headed and felt close to coming. All I could hear was the rushing water falling on my.