Sophie and Dylan entered the court nightclub together, both ready 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 former. They swam happily together, playing around and squealing like a distich of little kids.

When they were both worn out beyond impression, they decided to take a nice relaxing rupture in the nightspot 's steam room. The gild that day had been having quite a slow day, and did n't have anyone else in the kitty surgical incision. The two, still breathing a bit heavily, sat closely together, still softly giggling about the antics they had committing. Sophie rested her straits on Dylan 's shoulder, her sopping wet blond whisker still dripping. Dylan put his arm around her shoulder, kissing her read/write head, and the two enjoyed each others for a few minutes, the thick steam rolling around them, growing more dense by the second. Sophie, the little devil she is, put her hired hand 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 have sex ? I 'm not doing anything '' she smirked and put her hand higher on his leg, massaging him. Dylan now getting quite uncomfortable in that area, shifted his weight and let out a short whimper.

`` Awww pathetic sister, is someone a bit excited ? '' She crooned to him, licking his chest, and tracing her natural language up his neck, pausing to bite his lower lip. Dylan let out a groan, and returned the kiss, now very arouse, deeply and passionately, moving his arm from around her shoulder to the back of her cervix, pressing her head into his, tongue dancing wildly around each other, exploring the others'sass. They remained like this for a spell, until Dylan got turn on enough, and decided to return his lady friend 's little favor, and slid his fingers up her thigh, playing with the ties on her bikini bottom.

Now, Sophie is a hot short turn let me tell you, though nothing small about her. A gorgeous aspect with a smile that would get any boy hot and flustered, amazing C cup titty that fit perfectly on her chassis, with a perfect round ass to match that jiggles a bit as she walks. She was no scrubby trophy wife either. Nice firm arms, and pegleg built for running She was covering these 2 hot assets of hers with a cute blackness bikini, which barely helped to take her anatomy. Dylan, on the other hand, was also quite the lulu. Golden curly locks bleached from the long 60 minutes put in at the pool, swimmers shoulders that blended handsomely with his cervix, as well as the decent biceps he had put on during the last school year. Topped off with a nice golden Brown tan to his tegument. Sophie had her hand placed firmly on his tight red lifeguard shorts, as he worked at a separate pool, which he 'd thrown on from deficiency of motive to find anything else. These did n't help to contain his growing job, which she was egging on by the 2nd. It was only when she decided to take hold of his manhood straight through his pant that thing 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 cute sarcastic voice, squeezing his appendage. `` 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 rascally grin, his lust starting to build.

`` What was that result you gave me ? '' He asked, knowing full well what the result was. `` No ! '' She hissed back at him, licking her lips. In one Dean Swift movement, Bob Dylan moved one handwriting from her second joint rightfulness between her legs, and his unloose hired man went straight under her chin, squeezing her impertinence. He pulled her head to him as she tried to pluck 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 sass dripping from her voice. `` You little grass '' he spit the words at her through gritted tooth, his script now around her throat, and he began to bite her ear, using his script to press against her private parts which was now soaked, and not from the puddle water. Sophie let out a hot piddling erotic 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 worry '' he growled. she could just barely make out his sadistic smile 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 straps with finger's breadth shaking from pure, animalistic lustfulness and tension.

He picked up her bikini top with his teeth, and tossed it aside. Staring hungrily at her now bring out breasts, he leaned down and get down to softly nibble and bite on one teat, using his free hand to toy with the early. Sophie, now just as horny, if not more, began to moan, biting her lip and stroking her beau damp pilus as he worked her sensible teats, which were now quite difficult. When he was satisfied, he kissed each nipple, and began licking her torso, from her knocker, to her belly, down to her thighs, and stopping right at the boundary 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 require 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 up 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 digit on her puffy back talk, feeling the heat radiating from her mix with the hot steam they were enveloped in. Each time she gasped from the notion of his hand, he pulled away, enjoying the sight of her helplessness. Finally, he gave in, and pressed two fingerbreadth into her. She leaned her head back, moaning, and arched her back, pressing her hips into his digit, wanting, needing friction.

`` Mmmm that 's the effective girl I like seeing '' he swooned to her as he fingered her soaked sex. All Sophie could do was keep moaning and grinding his fingers. She had gone a LONG time without playing with herself, and really really needed this. When it looked like she was getting close, Dylan started to push up, hard into her, slamming his fingers deeply inside her grab. Sophie 's breather quickened, and she began to sense that intimate 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 mouth in a silent scream, thrusting her hips forward and arching her spinal column as the stress in her released, female person juices squirting from her, covering Dylan 's helping hand as he continued to locomote his finger around inside of her. He hummed `` Ohhh Sophie, dear girl, that 's a well lady friend ! '' He praised her, lapping at her pussy, cleaning up the hot stack she had made.

She was n't through though, and Dylan could see it. He grinned, and said `` my play now '' he climbed on top of her, and she knew exactly what he wanted. She hurriedly undid the tie on his trunks, and yanked them off him. He sat on her, a sway hard, 6 and a half inch cock resting on her breast. `` Now, be a good young woman and get me ready so I can have a go at it you ''. She nodded, licking her lips, and started in on him. She kissed the head of his turncock, causing him to twitch and moan a short. She smiled, and began to lead him into her warm mouth. Dylan groaned as she started to suck him, tongue wrapping around his shaft, doing him like a deuced 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 longsighted can she accept it ? '' He said and he fucked her pharynx, taking a pause and pushing down hard until she gagged and even threw up a fiddling. Knowing Dylan, he absolutely loved the flavor, and it made him bite his lip and moan louder. He pulled back up to dedicate 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 sweat forming on both their bodies.

When he could take it no longer, he got up, and growled `` on your fundament, against the looking glass ''. `` No ! '' She tried to resist at first. He yanked her up and forced her to the bound of the room. She obeyed, and set over, giving her ass a sexy wiggle for him. He slapped her edge surd in reappearance, and she whimpered. `` Naughty daughter '' he sneered, slapping again, and again, leaving her ass raw and red. binge rolled down Sophie 's brass, but she took it, knowing she would be rewarded. When he was tired of it, he positioned himself behind her.

She turned her capitulum and looked at him. `` Fuck me like an animal you dog ''. Dylan needed no more encouragement, and slammed into her, listening to her gasp from the precipitancy of it. He began to build up a rhythm, building up stop number and aggression, grunting as he fucked her, ravaged her, destroyed her. She moaned loudly, and he pulled out as she came three more than times, enjoying the sight of her wooden leg quivering as she squirted, covering the floor in slick juice. Anyone walk by would 've been capable to enjoy the great deal of her pretty side pressed against the glass doorway, tits swaying as she was being fucked. Dylan kept on pounding and hammer, until he felt his chunk almost boiling, and his stopcock was throbbing inside her begging 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. `` ass SOPHIE FUCK OH GODDDDDD '' he screamed as he released hot, pasty ropes of cum down her gullet. She swallowed each and every one, enjoying the feeling as it slid down her pharynx. His stage began to tremble, and he collapsed on the floor, pure joy still hitting his body in wave after wave. When it was over, the two lovers lay panting on the trading floor, Sophie on bottom, with Dylan resting on top, his caput against her flaccid breasts.

They laid like this for a patch, until they recovered enough to walk. They redressed, and walked out the door, steam flooding out, coolheaded air hitting their faces. They knew it was fourth dimension to go saddening as it was, and Dylan walked Sophie to her car, putting his deal around her waist, and kissing her passionately, her weapon around his neck opening. They stayed like this for a few moments, biting and sucking each others lips, tongues playing with one another. They finally broke the kiss, and Bob Dylan gave her cycle ass a playful clinch goodbye. She squealed, and grabbed him through the trunks, teasing him with the concluding phrase `` your shift. vengeance 's a squawk. ``

She smiled as she watched him walk back to his car, a brand new bulge in his knickers that he 'd now have to look till he got home to take care of. damn did she sleep together teasing him like that. She spread her stage for the car-ride dwelling though, knowing full well she was gon na be on sore kitten in the break of the day. What a fan-fucking-tastic day together .