Her memories strayed to the thoughts of the tiny pink string bikini she wore that day and of the cold hands that tugged at the strings elicited a diff...erent moan. Natasha was laying back on her beach towel in the shade. Sunlight flickered through the palm tree leaves with the swaying morning breeze and licked at her skin. Sunglasses in place, she drifted off into a light sleep. “WHAAAAT?!” she squealed as the feel of cool water droplets hit her smooth flesh. Smiling down at her towered a dark. I told him I did not believe him, I thought he was fucking with me. He kept telling me he was for real, and I told him to prove it. He stood up and pulled down his trunks to show his raging 9 inch boner. I stared for a minute, then snapped out of it, pulled off my trunks under the water, and threw them out, and told him I was hard as hell.I then pushed him down onto the bench of the hot tub, stroked my cock in her face a second, then dropped to my knees, and went underwater to blow him. I was. And anyways, dad is also not here. Why should you worry?” she said “yup, I miss your dad honey. I don’t like to tell all this to you but reality being he did use to satisfy me fully. Though after holding your peanuts, I feel they are quite bigger than him. Ok, we give it a try.”, as she smiled. She asked me if we can go into the bathtub. I agreed and then she opened the knob & it started filling up foam into the tub. As the tub was filling, she sat on the edge of the tub & made me sit on her. ’ Pulling her back to him, Ragnar leant her against the tall oak, her height perfect for him, no neck ache having to look at her beautiful face, just a perfect fit, personality and all. Stubborn in equal quantities, proud with every ounce, each in love with the other, yet resistant for their own reasons. ‘I would stay, wherever you were. As long, as we can visit my home.’ Ragnar stared into her deep blue eyes, as he brushed her curls from her eyes. ‘Now, I haven’t had the pleasure of your.