It is a battle that we both will win, and as I look deeply into your eyes, we share a knowing smile. We relax, supine, and our passion mounts as we ex...lore each others' bodies with our eyes, our hands, and our mouths. The skin on your legs springs up with goosebumps as my fingers trail lightly up your thighs. I feel, rather than hear, your gasp as I touch your essense with my mouth, tasting you, rolling your sweet flower across my toungue. You move in slow, flowing rhythms, as my exploration. He stripped off his clothes and started walking towards the water. As I watched his tight ass he looked over his shoulder and said "C'mon". Andy is a nice looking guy with shoulder length blonde hair parted in the middle and a little bit shorter than me. I took my clothes off and once again my cock started getting hard as I felt the warm sun on my skin. I walked in the water and Andy saw my cock and said "Dude, that's cool". I got in the water and we started goofing off. Pretty soon Andy. My heart was pounding out of my chest. She paused before answering, biting her lip slightly. "Well I was gonna suggest we go to another bar, but I think I like you're idea better." I just smiled in response. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Does Alex like me? Does she wanna have sex with me? Oh fuck. Did I wax down there? Oh thank God I did today. Oh crap. I definitely left my vibrator out. Fuck I am so wet. Thank God I'm wearing black. If I soaked through my panties, it won't. Caldwell winced with pain but managed to reply.“Three. Thank you, Miss Manson.”The sixty-nine-year-old leaned in close and nodded with satisfaction as she noticed the three, thin red lines which illustrated where her cane strokes had landed. She had not even been caning Diane that hard, nowhere near as hard as she had caned Zofeya that previous week. She resumed her position and laid the thin cane against the fleshy centre of the dark-haired woman’s bottom.“Thwack!”“Ow!” Diane Caldwell shouted.