Sophie and Bob Dylan entered the court nightclub together, both make and excited for a day of fun together. They had been waiting for this for quite some prison term now, and finally the day had come where they got to see each other. They swam happily together, playing around and squealing like a span of little kids.

When they were both worn out beyond belief, they decided to require a overnice relaxing pause in the club 's steam room. The club that day had been having quite a slow day, and did n't have anyone else in the pond section. The two, still breathing a bit heavily, sat closely together, still softly giggling about the caper they had committing. Sophie rested her headspring on Dylan 's articulatio humeri, 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 moment, the thick steam rolling around them, growing more dense by the moment. Sophie, the little annoy she is, put her deal on Dylan 's thigh, and gripped hard. He gasped, and looked at her, smiling.

`` babe stoooop, you always do this, and I ca n't do anything about it '' he whined. `` Doing what get it on ? 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 expanse, shifted his weightiness and let out a little whimper.

`` Awww poor baby, is someone a bit excited ? '' She crooned to him, licking his chest of drawers, and tracing her tongue up his neck, pausing to bite his down in the mouth lip. Dylan let out a moan, and returned the kiss, now very rouse, deeply and passionately, moving his arm from around her shoulder joint 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 spell, until Dylan got excited enough, and decided to reelect his girlfriend 's little favor, and slid his fingerbreadth up her thigh, playing with the ties on her bikini bottom.

Now, Sophie is a hot little number let me evidence you, though cipher petty 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 variant, with a consummate rhythm ass to match that jiggles a bit as she walks. She was no weedy prize wife either. Nice hard arms, and legs built for running She was covering these 2 hot assets of hers with a cunning black Bikini, which barely helped to take her anatomy. Dylan, on the former hand, was also quite the beauty. Golden curly locks bleached from the long minute put in at the pool, swimmers shoulder joint that blended handsomely with his cervix, as well as the decent biceps he had put on during the endure school class. Topped off with a nice gilded brown tan to his skin. Sophie had her handwriting placed firmly on his mean red lifesaver shorts, as he worked at a ramify pool, which he 'd thrown on from lack of motivation to find anything else. These did n't serve to turn back his growing trouble, which she was egging on by the second. It was only when she decided to grab his manhood straight through his bloomers that things really started to get interesting.

`` baby really stoppp, you know we ca n't do anything about this '' he pleaded with her. `` No '' she replied in a cute sarcastic vocalism, 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 veil us perfectly-. He donned a devilish grin, his lecherousness starting to build.

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

`` You gon na be a good girl ? '' He asked coldly. `` No, and what if I 'm not ? '' She replied, sarcasm and backtalk dripping from her voice. `` You piffling shit '' he spit the words at her through gritted teeth, his hand now around her throat, and he began to bite her ear, using his manus to press against her crotch which was now soaked, and not from the syndicate water. Sophie let out a hot piffling titillating groan as he teased her. `` What are you gon na do to me ? '' She asked nervously. `` Oh you 'll see kitten, do n't you occupy '' he growled. she could just barely spend a penny 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 Bench they had been sitting on. He undid her bra shoulder strap with finger shaking from pure, animalistic lust and tension.

He picked up her bikini top with his dentition, and tossed it aside. Staring hungrily at her now discover breasts, he leaned down and set about to softly piece and bite on one nipple, using his free hired hand to toy with the former. Sophie, now just as horny, if not more, began to moan, biting her lip and stroking her swain damp hair as he worked her sore teats, which were now quite hard. When he was satisfied, he kissed each nipple, and began licking her body, from her boob, to her belly, down to her thigh, and stopping right at the border of her swimming article of clothing material.

`` Cmon Bob Dylan Goddamn you 're a teaseeeeee just do it already '' she said, knowing how he operated. `` Oh, and how bad do you want it baby ? '' He asked, kissing her legs. `` 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 Bob Dylan I 'm dying over here. Just do it pleaseeee '' she begged desperately. Dylan obliged, undoing her tail with his teeth, and tossing it aside with the top. He placed one fingerbreadth on her puffy lips, feeling the heat radiating from her mix with the hot steam they were enveloped in. Each prison term she gasped from the impression of his handwriting, he pulled away, enjoying the sight of her helplessness. Finally, he gave in, and pressed two finger into her. She leaned her fountainhead back, moaning, and arched her back, pressing her hips into his finger, wanting, needing friction.

`` Mmmm that 's the good fille I like seeing '' he swooned to her as he fingered her tight sex. All Sophie could do was hold back moaning and grinding his finger's breadth. She had gone a LONG meter without playing with herself, and really really needed this. When it looked like she was getting close, Bob Dylan started to squeeze, hard into her, slamming his fingers deep inside her snatch. Sophie 's breath quickened, and she began to finger that familiar tingly feeling build up inside her. `` Dylan, oh Dylan Bob Dylan Dylan '' she said under her breathing time, 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 sass in a silent sidesplitter, thrusting her hips forward and arching her back as the latent hostility in her released, distaff succus squirting from her, covering Dylan 's hand as he continued to move his fingers around inside of her. He hummed `` Ohhh Sophie, good girl, that 's a right young woman ! '' He praised her, lapping at her pussy, 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 underdrawers, and yanked them off him. He sat on her, a rock hard, 6 and a half inch cock resting on her breasts. `` Now, be a salutary fille and get me ready so I can FUCK you ''. She nodded, licking her mouth, and started in on him. She kissed the header of his cock, causing him to twitch and moan a lilliputian. She smiled, and began to take him into her warm mouth. Dylan groaned as she started to breastfeed him, tongue wrapping around his shaft, doing him like a maledict pro. He began to get excited, and put his hand behind her head, dropping his weight and forcing himself down her throat. `` Mmmm fuck how long can she take it ? '' He said and he fucked her throat, taking a pause and pushing down hard until she gagged and even threw up a niggling. Knowing Bob Dylan, he absolutely loved the feeling, 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 lather forming on both their bodies.

When he could take it no longer, he got up, and growled `` on your foot, 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 butt punishing in return, and she whimpered. `` Naughty lady friend '' he sneered, slapping again, and again, leaving her ass raw and red. tear rolled down Sophie 's nerve, 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 fauna you dog ''. Dylan needed no more boost, and slammed into her, listening to her gasp from the suddenness of it. He began to build up up a round, building up fastness and aggression, grunting as he fucked her, ravaged her, destroyed her. She moaned loudly, and he pulled out as she came three More time, enjoying the sight of her legs palpitation as she squirted, covering the trading floor in slick succus. Anyone walking by would 've been able-bodied to bask the sight of her passably human face pressed against the field glass door, tits swaying as she was being fucked. Bob Dylan kept on pounding and throb, until he felt his balls almost boiling, and his putz was throbbing inside her beggary for release.

Sophie knew what was coming, and smoothly pulled away from him, flipped around, and squeezed his cock hard, sucking his tip. He roared as he begin shooting. `` FUCK SOPHIE FUCK OH GODDDDDD '' he screamed as he released hot, glutinous ropes of cum down her gullet. She swallowed each and every one, enjoying the feeling as it slid down her throat. His stage began to tremble, and he collapsed on the storey, pure delight still hitting his trunk in waving after Wave. When it was over, the two lovers lay panting on the floor, Sophie on bottom, with Dylan resting on top, his header against her cushy 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 manpower around her waist, and kissing her passionately, her arms around his neck. They stayed like this for a few moments, biting and sucking each others lips, spit playing with one another. They finally broke the kiss, and Dylan gave her round ass a playful squeeze bye-bye. She squealed, and grabbed him through the short pants, teasing him with the final musical phrase `` your error. Payback 's a bitch. ``

She smiled as she watched him walk back to his car, a make new swelling in his pant that he 'd now have to hold off till he got home to take fear of. red cent did she love teasing him like that. She spread her legs for the car-ride home though, knowing wide well she was gon na be on sore kitten in the sunrise. What a fan-fucking-tastic day together .