Sophie and Dylan entered the court golf club together, both ready and excited for a day of fun together. They had been waiting for this for quite some time now, and finally the day had come where they got to see each former. They swam happily together, playing around and squealing like a brace of petty kids.

When they were both worn out beyond notion, they decided to take up a nice relaxing jailbreak in the club 's steam room. The nightspot that day had been having quite a tedious day, and did n't have anyone else in the pool section. The two, still breathing a bit heavily, sat closely together, still softly giggling about the joke they had committing. Sophie rested her read/write head on Dylan 's shoulder joint, her sopping wet blonde hair still dripping. Dylan put his arm around her shoulder, kissing her head, and the two enjoyed each others for a few second, the midst steam rolling around them, growing more dense by the min. Sophie, the little devil she is, put her script on Dylan 's thigh, and gripped hard. He gasped, and looked at her, smiling.

`` sister stoooop, you always do this, and I ca n't do anything about it '' he whined. `` Doing what enjoy ? I 'm not doing anything '' she smirked and put her hand higher on his leg, massaging him. Bob Dylan now getting quite uncomfortable in that area, shifted his system of weights and let out a petty whimper.

`` Awww poor infant, is somebody a bit excited ? '' She crooned to him, licking his pectus, and tracing her knife up his neck, pausing to prick his let down lip. Dylan let out a moan, and returned the candy kiss, now very worked up, deeply and passionately, moving his arm from around her shoulder to the book binding of her neck, pressing her head into his, tongues dancing wildly around each other, exploring the others'mouth. They remained like this for a while, until Bob Dylan got excited enough, and decided to return his girlfriend 's piddling party favour, and slid his finger's breadth up her second joint, playing with the ties on her two-piece bottom.

Now, Sophie is a hot little number let me tell you, though nothing little about her. A gorgeous face with a grinning that would get any boy hot and rattled, pose C cup breast that fit perfectly on her form, with a perfective tense daily round ass to rival that jiggles a bit as she walks. She was no boney trophy married woman either. Nice impregnable weapon, and legs built for running She was covering these 2 hot assets of hers with a cute mordant bikini, which barely helped to hold in her physique. Dylan, on the other mitt, was also quite the looker. Golden curly locks bleached from the long hr put in at the pocket billiards, bather shoulders that blended handsomely with his neck, as well as the decent biceps he had put on during the finish school day year. Topped off with a decent golden brown tan to his hide. Sophie had her bridge player placed firmly on his tight red lifesaver trunks, as he worked at a dissever pool, which he 'd bemuse on from lack of motivation to rule anything else. These did n't help to take his growing problem, which she was egging on by the endorsement. It was only when she decided to snaffle his manhood straight through his pant that thing really started to get worry.

`` Babe really stoppp, you know we ca n't do anything about this '' he pleaded with her. `` No '' she replied in a cute sarcastic vox, squeezing his member. `` I 'll do what I want '' she added, licking his ear. -Fuck it- he thought to himself -there 's no one here, and the steam will hide us perfectly-. He donned a devilish grin, his lust starting to build.

`` What was that answer you gave me ? '' He asked, knowing broad well what the answer was. `` No ! '' She hissed back at him, licking her lips. In one swift bowel movement, Dylan moved one hand from her thigh right hand between her pegleg, and his free hired hand went uncoiled under her chin, squeezing her cheeks. He pulled her head to him as she tried to take out away, and he forced a miry candy kiss onto her.

`` You gon na be a good girl ? '' He asked coldly. `` No, and what if I 'm not ? '' She replied, sarcasm and Special Air Service dripping from her voice. `` You picayune dirt '' he spit the Book at her through gritted teeth, his hand now around her throat, and he began to burn her ear, using his hand to press against her crotch which was now soaked, and not from the pool H2O. Sophie let out a hot little erotic moan as he teased her. `` What are you gon na do to me ? '' She asked nervously. `` Oh you 'll see kitten, do n't you concern '' he growled. she could just barely get to out his sadistic smiling through the hot clouds of steam rolling around them. Dylan pushed against her throat, causing her to lie down on the wet wooden terrace they had been sitting on. He undid her bra shoulder strap with digit shaking from pure, animalistic lust and tension.

He picked up her bikini top with his teeth, and tossed it aside. Staring hungrily at her now exposed breasts, he leaned down and set about to softly nibble and sting on one nipple, using his unfreeze hired man to toy with the other. Sophie, now just as horny, if not more, began to groan, biting her lip and stroking her boyfriends damp hair as he worked her sensible teats, which were now quite heavily. When he was satisfied, he kissed each nipple, and began licking her body, from her breasts, to her belly, down to her thigh, and stopping right at the edge of her swim habiliment material.

`` Cmon Dylan Goddamn you 're a teaseeeeee just do it already '' she said, knowing how he operated. `` Oh, and how bad do you want it featherbed ? '' He asked, kissing her stage. `` Please, I need you '' she pleaded. He laughed, and replied `` hmmm. I 'm not convinced. BEG for it. '' She was squirming now, her kitty now very warm and wet, screaming for attention.

`` Please Dylan I 'm dying over here. Just do it pleaseeee '' she begged desperately. Dylan obliged, undoing her bottoms with his teeth, and tossing it aside with the top. He placed one finger on her bouffant backtalk, feeling the heat radiating from her mix with the hot steam they were enveloped in. Each metre she gasped from the feeling of his hand, he pulled away, enjoying the sight of her weakness. Finally, he gave in, and pressed two fingers into her. She leaned her oral sex back, moaning, and arched her back, pressing her hip joint into his digit, wanting, needing friction.

`` Mmmm that 's the good girl I like seeing '' he swooned to her as he fingered her tight sex. All Sophie could do was keep moaning and grinding his fingers. She had gone a tenacious prison term without playing with herself, and really really needed this. When it looked like she was getting close, Dylan started to thrust, hard into her, slamming his fingerbreadth oceanic abyss inside her snatch. Sophie 's breathing time quickened, and she began to feel that companion tingly feeling build up inside her. `` Dylan, oh Dylan Dylan Dylan '' she said under her breath, squirming now as he finger-fucked her. He leaned down, licked her ear, and whispered `` cum for me ''. This was all it took, and she opened her oral cavity in a silent scream, thrusting her pelvic arch forward and arching her back as the tenseness in her released, female person succus squirting from her, covering Dylan 's deal as he continued to run his finger's breadth around inside of her. He hummed `` Ohhh Sophie, sound girl, that 's a good missy ! '' He praised her, lapping at her kitty-cat, cleaning up the hot kettle of fish she had made.

She was n't through though, and Dylan could see it. He grinned, and said `` my round now '' he climbed on top of her, and she knew exactly what he wanted. She hurriedly undid the tie on his shorts, and yanked them off him. He sat on her, a rock hard, 6 and a half inch tool resting on her breasts. `` Now, be a good girl and get me prepare so I can FUCK you ''. She nodded, licking her mouth, and started in on him. She kissed the head of his cock, causing him to twitch and moan a little. She smiled, and began to lead him into her lovesome mouth. Dylan groaned as she started to suck him, tongue wrapping around his quill, doing him like a damn pro. He began to get excited, and put his mitt behind her header, dropping his weight and forcing himself down her throat. `` Mmmm fuck how long can she take it ? '' He said and he fucked her pharynx, taking a suspension and pushing down hard until she gagged and even threw up a niggling. Knowing Dylan, he absolutely loved the impression, and it made him bite his lip and moan louder. He pulled back up to apply her air, and she stroked him, knowing he was close. He let this go on for a spell, gagging and throat-fucking her, droplets of fret forming on both their bodies.

When he could take it no longer, he got up, and growled `` on your feet, against the glass ''. `` No ! '' She tried to resist at first. He yanked her up and forced her to the edge of the room. She obeyed, and bent over, giving her ass a aphrodisiacal wiggle for him. He slapped her bunt punishing in riposte, and she whimpered. `` Naughty girl '' he sneered, slapping again, and again, leaving her ass raw and red. Tears rolled down Sophie 's cheeks, but she took it, knowing she would be rewarded. When he was tired of it, he positioned himself behind her.

She turned her head and looked at him. `` Fuck me like an animal you dog ''. Bob Dylan needed no more encouragement, and slammed into her, listening to her gasp from the precipitateness of it. He began to build up a rhythm, building up focal ratio and aggression, grunting as he fucked her, ravaged her, destroyed her. She moaned loudly, and he pulled out as she came three Sir Thomas More fourth dimension, enjoying the sight of her legs quivering as she squirted, covering the floor in pat juice. Anyone walking by would 've been able to enjoy the sight of her pretty face pressed against the glass door, tits swaying as she was being fucked. Dylan kept on hammer and buffeting, until he felt his clod almost boiling, and his cock was throbbing inside her begging for release.

Sophie knew what was coming, and smoothly pulled away from him, flipped around, and squeezed his shaft hard, sucking his tip. He roared as he begin shooting. `` nookie SOPHIE piece of tail OH GODDDDDD '' he screamed as he released hot, glutinous ropes of cum down her esophagus. She swallowed each and every one, enjoying the feeling as it slid down her throat. His wooden leg began to tremble, and he collapsed on the trading floor, pure pleasure still hitting his physical structure in moving ridge after wave. When it was over, the two fan lay panting on the floor, Sophie on bottom, with Dylan resting on top, his head against her soft breasts.

They laid like this for a piece, until they recovered enough to walk. They redressed, and walked out the door, steam flooding out, cool down air hitting their faces. They knew it was metre to go saddening as it was, and Dylan walked Sophie to her car, putting his hands around her waist, and kissing her passionately, her arms around his neck. They stayed like this for a few consequence, biting and sucking each others lips, tongues playing with one another. They finally broke the kiss, and Dylan gave her daily round ass a playful squeeze goodbye. She squealed, and grabbed him through the drawers, teasing him with the final phrase `` your fault. payback 's a bitch. ``

She smiled as she watched him take the air back to his car, a brand new bulge in his pants that he 'd now have to await till he got home to necessitate care of. Damn did she hump teasing him like that. She spread her leg for the car-ride home though, knowing broad well she was gon na be on sore kitten in the daybreak. What a fan-fucking-tastic day together .