Sophie and Bob Dylan entered the tribunal ball club together, both set 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 other. They swam happily together, playing around and squealing like a couple of footling kids.

When they were both worn out beyond belief, they decided to exact a nice relaxing severance in the club 's steam elbow room. The club that day had been having quite a slow day, and did n't have anyone else in the puddle part. The two, still breathing a bit heavily, sat closely together, still softly giggling about the caper they had committing. Sophie rested her head on Dylan 's shoulder, her sopping wet blonde tomentum still dripping. Dylan put his arm around her shoulder, kissing her drumhead, and the two enjoyed each others for a few minutes, the stocky steam rolling around them, growing more dense by the arcminute. Sophie, the slight devil she is, put her hand on Dylan 's second joint, and gripped hard. He gasped, and looked at her, smiling.

`` baby 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 high-pitched on his leg, massaging him. Dylan now getting quite uncomfortable in that area, shifted his weight and let out a little whimper.

`` Awww short baby, is somebody a bit excited ? '' She crooned to him, licking his chest of drawers, and tracing her natural language up his neck, pausing to sting his lower lip. Dylan let out a moan, and returned the buss, now very excited, deeply and passionately, moving his arm from around her articulatio humeri to the spine of her cervix, pressing her head into his, tongue dancing wildly around each other, exploring the others'sassing. They remained like this for a while, until Dylan got excited enough, and decided to return his girlfriend 's minuscule favor, and slid his fingers up her thigh, playing with the standoff on her bikini bottom.

Now, Sophie is a hot little number let me narrate you, though nil minuscule about her. A gorgeous face with a smile that would get any boy hot and flustered, amazing C cup breasts that fit perfectly on her form, with a perfect round ass to couple that jiggles a bit as she walks. She was no skinny trophy wife either. Nice strong arms, and legs built for running She was covering these 2 hot assets of hers with a precious black bikini, which barely helped to contain her soma. Bob Dylan, on the other deal, was also quite the knockout. Golden curly locks bleached from the tenacious time of day put in at the pool, bather berm that blended handsomely with his cervix, as well as the decently biceps he had put on during the net school yr. Topped off with a prissy golden brownness tan to his skin. Sophie had her hired man placed firmly on his tight red lifeguard short, as he worked at a single out pool, which he 'd thrown on from lack of motivation to receive anything else. These did n't help to contain his growing problem, which she was egging on by the secondment. It was only when she decided to grab his manhood straight through his pants that things really started to get interesting.

`` Babe really stoppp, you know we ca n't do anything about this '' he pleaded with her. `` No '' she replied in a cunning sarcastic vocalization, squeezing his phallus. `` 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 smiling, his lust starting to build.

`` What was that reply you gave me ? '' He asked, knowing total well what the answer was. `` No ! '' She hissed back at him, licking her lips. In one western fence lizard movement, Dylan moved one hand from her thigh right between her branch, and his costless script went unbowed under her chin, squeezing her cheeks. He pulled her head to him as she tried to rend away, and he forced a sloppy kiss onto her.

`` You gon na be a respectable girl ? '' He asked coldly. `` No, and what if I 'm not ? '' She replied, sarcasm and Special Air Service drippage from her voice. `` You piddling shit '' he spit the word of honor at her through gritted dentition, his hand now around her pharynx, and he began to bite her ear, using his helping hand to press against her crotch which was now soaked, and not from the pool water. Sophie let out a hot little erotic groan as he teased her. `` What are you gon na do to me ? '' She asked nervously. `` Oh you 'll see kitty, do n't you occupy '' he growled. she could just barely ready out his sadistic grin 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 finger's breadth shaking from pure, animalistic lust and tension.

He picked up her two-piece top with his dentition, and tossed it aside. Staring hungrily at her now exposed breasts, he leaned down and begin to softly nibble and bite on one nipple, using his disengage hand to toy with the other. Sophie, now just as horny, if not more, began to moan, biting her lip and stroking her boyfriends break hair as he worked her medium teats, which were now quite surd. When he was fill, he kissed each teat, and began licking her body, from her bosom, to her belly, down to her thighs, and stopping right at the edge of her swimming wear material.

`` Cmon Dylan Goddamn you 're a teaseeeeee just do it already '' she said, knowing how he operated. `` Oh, and how bad do you need it baby ? '' He asked, kissing her ramification. `` 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 ardent and wet, screaming for attention.

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

`` Mmmm that 's the good girl I like seeing '' he swooned to her as he fingered her crocked sex. All Sophie could do was keep moaning and grinding his digit. She had gone a hanker clip without playing with herself, and really really needed this. When it looked like she was getting close, Bob Dylan started to shove, hard into her, slamming his fingers deep inside her pussy. Sophie 's breath quickened, and she began to feel that companion tingly feeling build up inside her. `` Dylan, oh Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Dylan '' she said under her breathing spell, 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 sassing in a silent scream, thrusting her rose hip forward and arching her back as the tensity in her released, female juices squirting from her, covering Bob Dylan 's hand as he continued to locomote his finger around inside of her. He hummed `` Ohhh Sophie, good lady friend, that 's a good fille ! '' He praised her, lapping at her snatch, cleaning up the hot mess she had made.

She was n't through though, and Dylan could see it. He grinned, and said `` my turn 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 one-half column inch cock resting on her breasts. `` Now, be a good girl and get me fix so I can bed you ''. She nodded, licking her lips, and started in on him. She kissed the headland of his turncock, causing him to twitch and moan a little. She smiled, and began to hire him into her warm sass. Bob Dylan groaned as she started to suck him, tongue wrapping around his shaft, doing him like a damn pro. He began to get excited, and put his hand behind her forefront, dropping his weighting and forcing himself down her throat. `` Mmmm fuck how farseeing can she take it ? '' He said and he fucked her throat, taking a break and pushing down hard until she gagged and even threw up a little. Knowing Dylan, he absolutely loved the opinion, and it made him bite his lip and moan louder. He pulled back up to give her air, and she stroked him, knowing he was close. He let this go on for a while, gagging and throat-fucking her, droplets of elbow grease forming on both their bodies.

When he could guide 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 bound of the room. She obeyed, and bent over, giving her ass a sexy wiggle for him. He slapped her border surd in homecoming, and she whimpered. `` Naughty young lady '' he sneered, slapping again, and again, leaving her ass raw and red. split 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 beast you dog ''. Dylan needed no more boost, and slammed into her, listening to her gasp from the precipitancy of it. He began to build up a rhythm method, building up stop number and aggressiveness, grunting as he fucked her, ravaged her, destroyed her. She moaned loudly, and he pulled out as she came three more fourth dimension, enjoying the sight of her legs quivering as she squirted, covering the storey in silklike juice. Anyone walking by would 've been capable to enjoy the sight of her middling face pressed against the drinking glass threshold, tits swaying as she was being fucked. Dylan kept on pounding and pounding, until he felt his balls 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 rooster hard, sucking his tip. He roared as he begin shooting. `` fuck SOPHIE piece of tail OH GODDDDDD '' he screamed as he released hot, awkward roofy of cum down her gullet. She swallowed each and every one, enjoying the smell as it slid down her throat. His legs began to tremble, and he collapsed on the floor, pure pleasure still hitting his physical structure in wave 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 diffused breasts.

They laid like this for a while, until they recovered enough to walk. They redressed, and walked out the door, steam flooding out, chill air hitting their faces. They knew it was time 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 cervix. They stayed like this for a few moment, biting and sucking each others lips, glossa playing with one another. They finally broke the kiss, and Dylan gave her round ass a playful power play goodbye. She squealed, and grabbed him through the underdrawers, teasing him with the final phrase `` your fault. Payback 's a bitch. ``

She smiled as she watched him walk back to his car, a make new bulge in his bloomers that he 'd now ingest to look till he got home to acquire guardianship of. Damn did she love teasing him like that. She spread her pegleg for the car-ride home though, knowing full well she was gon na be on sore kitten in the break of day. What a fan-fucking-tastic day together .