Or if I looked funny or what was going on. Did I imagine all that? Was that all a dream? As they passed by me, she looked back at me and gave me a fli...tatious wink. I sat up as I tried to compose myself as she walked off, I looked down to see a large wet patch on my bikini. I got up with a smile on my face and took a dive in the pool to cool off. Only moments later, the blonde woman came back and dipped her legs in the pool beside me. I looked up at her with slight nervousness and before I. I looked around and figuredthat I'd move down the beach a bit where the crowds were thinner. I founda spot and lay the towel down. I lay on the towel and eased my shorts offbefore pulling my t-shirt off. At least I wasn't too noticeable exceptfor the people immediately around me, of which no one seemed to be payingattention. I lay on my stomach desperately hoping that the bikini strapline across my back was not too visible. I got the book out the bag,fifty shades of grey! I lay it on the towel. He thought of a lot of things. This led eventually to the pressing question of Karen’s Agenda. The more he wrestled with it, the more he could not let it go. After an hour of sitting exposed to the pigeons’ rectal bombings in his three thousand dollar suit—though he was lucky enough to not find himself the target on this not so pleasant evening—Travis came to the conclusion that he would ask Karen about it tonight. He would go back, open an expensive bottle of wine, then ‘pop the question’.. It had nothing to do with the taboo of anal. The fact was, I had always wanted to try it, yet the thought had always terrified me. For you see, my pussy was tight, but my asshole was even tighter. I had always been terrified that letting a lover penetrate my rectum would leave me in a constant state of pain. Nonetheless, I had always fantasized about it. Unfortunately, the decision had just been made for me.The German Shepherd started pounding me, each one of his thrusts sending a shocked gasp.