Your girlfriend had told you about this beach down south, the rock pools, the yummy lifeguard she’d ‘had’ there. You’d gone to the same beach,...on the prowl, looking for the lifeguard you’d heard so much about. ‘After you’d finished teasing me you mean? Down at the beach?’ he says. You can see him clearly now, looking down on you smiling. Bright blue eyes, sun bleached blonde hair and beautiful white teeth. His face is deeply tanned and you look down to his smooth chest and beyond. Mmmmm, a nice. You exhaled, releasing your hot breath into the bag, fogging your glasses, giving you the briefest hope you might still be able to breathe...Inhale. The membrane stuck to you again. This time, a little less oxygen. Your arms wrenched behind your back. Bound together at the wrists with more of the damnably strong tape. Then a new pain, as your elbows were brought together as close as they could get. More tape, now, and inexorably your arms were completely immobilized.You are rolled onto your. An enveloping darkness fastened shut the lids of my eyes, heavy with the black of pre-dawn. Something had stirred me. I lay listening, straining to hear a sound. Nothing. Not a whisper in the trees. Not the mice in the attic. It was the silence of a tomb. Can you imagine that silence? A quiet so complete that your ears bleed from the strain of listening… and your head aches from trying to recall the sound of her voice… and then she whispers. Did she whisper before? ‘Do you dream about me? Tell. " If you're sure..." Karen said."People might talk about Michael and me," Michelle said. "It would be better if they saw you two out publicly. Since everyone knows I'm coaching you, they'll think we're friends and not that there's something going on." Okay!" Karen said before turning to me. "Where are you taking me?" He can't tell you, silly," Michelle said. She stood up and walked to me. "Plus it's time to practice his concentration."Michelle grabbed my dick. She impaled her pussy on it..