He knew it was wrong but the thought of her small, soft body, naked and vulnerable to his touch just fueled his excitement. He looked from her sl**pin...g form to the bowl in his hands, he hadn’t cum that much in a long time, so thick and creamy. He looked back to her, where was the worst redness of sunburn, or rather where did he want it to be? Her small breasts rose and fell as she slept and he raised the bowl, dribbling a little of its contents over each nipple. Placing the bowl to one side he. Bouncing out in our tight booty shorts and our red and white colors, we were greeted by the roar of the crowd. Half the stands were packed with drunken college kids from our school while the other half consisted of the assholes from across town. Every one of them was jeering for a good show. The blue and gold girls of the other team were scattered across their side of the court. High school volleyball did not prepare me for the intensity of this game. Maybe it was the tense look on all the. I squeal and head over to the sign up table. There are eight submissives there, including me. We are divided up into to two teams of four. The rules are explained to us. Each team member will have ten clothespins placed on their body by another sub, only using their mouth. Then the sub that’s pinned, must run over to the other side of the room, where another sub will remove them with her mouth and place them on the other sub. Then that sub will run to the other end of the room. The team that. " Mrs. Smith, you're the one who has to worry about getting sunburned. I'm already burnt black," laughed John. Jennifer and I both laughed at the Jamaican's joke."My, my, Mrs. Smith," the Negro said. "You looked very good last night but today you look simply marvelous!"Jennifer blushed at the compliment.We went on down to the water's edge and I took a bunch of photos of my wife frolicking in the clear blue water. When wet, the Wicked Weasels did become almost transparent. My wife's erect.