The salt water stung my eyes, but I saw the shape of a woman's head, her dark hair flowing back and forth like seaweed. I grabbed her hair and pulled ...her to the surface, and began frantically towing her towards the beach. I couldn't tell if she was breathing, but I tried to keep her head above water and swim towards shore.When my feet touched the sandy bottom, I lifted her by her armpits and dragged her limp body up on to the dry sand, laying her on her back. She didn't seem to be breathing and. She wiggled free of my hands and soon had my head locked between her thighs, making sure that I was 'locked' onto her. I liked the feeling and continued with my oral invasion, until she'd finally cum at least three more times and then unlocked her legs and let me pull back, finally able to catch a long breath. I sat back on my haunches and watched as she closed her legs and turned on her side, closing her eyes and releasing a long moan. "Damn!" was all she could say. She was also out of. Maybe deep down he loved her too much to see her for what she was or maybe he had and that's why he had retreated into his world of games. She wouldn't think about that now because if she did she would probably cum right away.Guilt, she had realized, could be as pleasurable as the act itself.Fiona looked up at Damian who was lost in the sensation of fucking her warm wet mouth like a pussy.His hips were rocketing faster now, choking her with every inch of his bulbous cock as he mercilessly. Shortly after She arrived and entered the den, carrying a bottle of lube and a small towel.She grinned and said, "I see you saw My gift and like a good slut you did not touch it until I arrived."She knelt in front of him and poured some of the lube into her hand, She rubbed the lube over his cock and balls and massaged it in. He squirmed and started to get hard. She chuckled and tossed the towel, soaked with cold water, in his lap. He immediately lost the hardness. Opening the box Mistress.