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  • Once Jon had well and truly beaten me he decided that we should go for a swim. It wasn’t any old swimming pool; it had about four different flumes, one that ended in a big tank with glass sides, two slides, a rapids, a wave machine and lots of things for young kids. Another thing that it had was a mixed changing room with lots of little cubicles. As I walked in I soon realised that Jon would be having some fun there. We went into a ‘family’ changing cubicle and Jon left the door open. Needless to say it was only seconds before jap Jon had my japanese dress off me and I hairypussy was naked for everyone who passed to see. He didn’t tell me what to wear until he had stripped off his squash gear and put his undies on. I reckoned that he was relying on me been the centre of attraction and no one noticing how see-through his undies are. I had to wear my white one-piece Lycra costume, the one with the deep ‘V’ that goes all the way down the front and under to my arse hole. Whilst we were getting changed we got a couple of funny looks from people passing by and 2 teenage girls even came back for a second look. I presumed that it was Jon that they were looking at, not me, but who knows these days. On the way into the pool I had one of the male attendants staring at me and I don’t think that my clit was poking out between the 2 halves of the costume. We had a swim in the main pool first before having a go on the flumes. Going down the flumes tended to pull my costume up into the cracks of my ass and pussy (a wedgie as Jon calls it), so I had to adjust them quickly when I got to the bottom of each one before Jon got down. The biggest flume was the best and the worst. Just as I was getting onto it Jon (unbeknown to me at the time) untied the cord that held my costume together. It didn’t matter when I was stood up because it was wet and was clinging to me, but as soon as I started to go down the flume the extra water pulled it away from my body and it was only the neck strap that kept me from losing it completely. At the bottom of this flume there is a big tank of water with glass sides, but above it there is this big ‘donut’ feature that you slide round and round before losing momentum and falling through the ‘donut’ into the big tank. There I was going round and round this ‘donut’ with my costume trailing from my neck, thinking about how I pussyfucking was going to get it back on and how many people were looking through the glass sides of the tank. There was absolutely nothing I could do and down through the hole I went. It took me a couple of minutes to put my costume back on because the tank was deep and I had to tread water all the time. When I finally got out, one cheeky young lad said, “Very nice - can you do that again please.” So I guess that at least one person saw me. Never mind, I got a little excitement out of it. Jon had noticed a big bubbling spa and sauna and steam room so we went into the spa next. It was lovely and warm and the bubbles didn’t stop. It wasn’t long before Jon untied my costume again and somehow managed to get it over my head without anyone seeing. I was up to my neck in the bubbles so none of the dozen or so people could see that I was naked. More people came in and it wasn’t long before I was squashed between Jon and an older teenage boy. I couldn’t tell if it was Jon’s or the boy’s hands that were exploring the front of my body, but it was nice and I put my head back, closed my eyes and dreamed. I came back to reality when a young woman who was trying to get out tripped and landed on top of me. Her hands were all over me as she tried to get back onto her feet. She gave me a puzzled look as she apologised before moving away. Jon gave me back my costume and I had to duck under the bubbles to get it over my head and back on. When we got out and went down the steps I noticed that my clit was clearly visible between the 2 sides of my costume. I kept close to Jon as we went to the steam room. It was big, circular, and with 2 floor levels. The upper level had a railing between it and the lower level. There were a few people on both levels. As we were moving round the upper level looking cumshot for a seat I saw that there was a young couple both in the nude. The steam was so thick that you had to be close up to them to realise. “Babe I’m telling you, you’re not my Mom right now you’re my hot model.” I teased her The tops of her furry cleavage just visible. I came home to no Jen and had a restless evening. When I got out of bed I looked in a mirror and inspected my wounds. Now I am not bi and I was unsure how I was going to react to another man making love to my wife. I knew my own climax was near and began to push my bottom back into Daniel's crotch to get every last length of him into me. My legs began to tremble and I realised I was about to lose control. We exchanged pics but never a face pic, which was okay with me as I'm not open about any of this. Crystal could feel another orgasm coming as the monster violated her. “It doesn’t even matter now anyway, I doubt he’d even talk to me. I probably couldn’t even get near him if I wanted to.” Bella said. I never heard even one negative thing about you considering that you worked only a few seats away from the twin trouble.” I sat there crying my heart out until there were no more tears left to shed over my situation. She reached out for my cock and started to gently, very lightly play with balls and rub my cock. Well done,” he said. All the while Daniel was raping Julie, both Jacob and William were watching over them, hands at their swords and eyes glued on the brutal rape in front of them. Crystal whimpered in my arms, plugging her ears, shutting her eyes tightly. My butt-cheek smacked against his crotch, the stinging pain in my spanked rump flaring through me. It only added to the delight of his huge cock sliding in and out of me. My velvety bowels gripped them as they spasmed, drinking in the friction. I nodded, “Yes, on the hairypussy second day. I don’t understand why people feel japanese the need to deny themselves the pieces they were given, to enjoy this life. "Okay..." We played rock-paper-scissors and Kate won. “Whether it’s for the better or not, getting angry about this is behind me, hotshot.” she calmly told me. We kept snacking and sipping to cover up the silence. I was no longer seated upon the stool, but in her lap upon a great black throne. She walked into the Terminal carrying her overnight bag of clothes, and was happy to see that her equipment had arrived safely with her in Toronto, and was already rattling around the baggage rotunda and had not flying out to some exotic destination like Freezeyerassoff in Iceland, Fuckenmuddy in Brazil or Yourawanka in Australia. Her upper body tossed back and forth like a pussyfucking rag doll as he fucked her for all he was worth. � Sara, said she didn’t want anything but cuddles. My tongue caressed her asshole, tasting her sour musk. I bet she went to her room and masturbated after she served you jap your favor breakfast of RUNNY eggs.” I grabbed my mothers breasts, holding it, cumshot caressing it for a few moments as she let out screams of pleasure from my pet fucking her. but all I know is that I did.
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