He could feel her resistance beneath the water, not panicked, not scared, but definitely running out of air. She was still sucking gamely on him, incr...easing the speed and depth of her administrations. He released the pressure on her head and swiftly helped her back to the surface of the pool. The excitement it caused within him, the pleasure he got from restricting her in this way was immense. He had never found a woman so alluring, so willing to please, so accepting of things she didn’t want. So I nudged him again,a bit harder which made him him giggle,"I'm thinking about my daddy's cock"Oh WOW,I wasn't really expecting that answer."Why are thinking about that',I asked him,'Have you seen it,then?"Chris frowned at me and slapped my arm,"Don't call it 'it'.Say cock,it's what we agreed.Not willy or it,COCK"Oh he was being silly.I mean,what did it matter what word we used?"Oh,ok then,have you seen your daddy's cock?There,is that better?"Chris grinned at me and then totally surprised me. ’ He stood up to let us in. I said to Polly, as she sat down, ‘I’ll get the drinks.’ and went off to the bar. It must have taken me at least 15 minutes to get the drinks and when I returned to the booth I expected Polly to be sitting on the end, or at least one seat in but she was sitting in the middle of the booth. She had 3 guys either side of her. She looked very flushed and she was just fastening a button on the front of her blouse. I was distracted by the guy who had first stopped us. He. Just the idea of being so overwhelmed with touch, feel, cock and cum gives me explosive orgasms when I masturbate to those films. He loved knowing I did this and even shared the experience with me sometimes.He was sex on a stick baby. A sex god packaged in a delicious, male human body. At least from what I can tell when we are video chatting. Hmmm tall, dark in complexion, brilliant, almond shaped hazel eyes, long, wavy black hair and muscles that appeared to be lovingly sculpted by God’s.