I was having the time of my life hanging out with my cool older cousin and his insanely hot girlfriend.We had spent most of our time at the lake or ar...ound the pool. Emily had spent the majority of that time in her bikini. Her porcelain skin and red hair were enough to drive a saint to hell.I rolled over and checked the time. 2.00 AM.I crept out of my room and headed for the pool. The only solution was to take a quick dip to cool off.I carefully scanned around to make sure everyone was asleep.. And not very well either. The days passed by, each one indistinguishable from the one before, Emma’s rests in bed often lasting all day. She lost the ability to concentrate on literature or any reading matter at all. In fact, other than weep and flagellate herself with her regrets and despair, all she could do was watch the most mindless and undemanding television programs. No programme was too banal, no show too hackneyed: quiz shows, soap operas, chat shows, and news programmes. She lost all. "We were in a space of our own. Both of us highly aroused and pressing our bodies so close together from breast to hip, that there was no room between us. We ground our bodies together bringing us both to a breathless orgasm. We cried out inside each others mouths and I am sure the rest of the crowd around us did not know that it had happened to us.We both took off for the loo to tidy ourselves up and change our make up. Side by side at the basins we could look at each other and see the beauty. Ten minutes later she had blacked out, the candle was buried inside her pussy but she was bruised, bleeding and torn. Vince collected his money from the lads and they stood laughing at the young unconscious body before untying her. The other lads were getting dressed but Vince was eyeing the bedpost curiously. The frame was wood and the ends were thick posts with wooden orbs on the end. Vince dipped his hand in his pocket and fished out a dirty pot of Vaseline and started to grease up the orb..