I'm not bragging, I'm just ranked third in the state in the 200 meter breaststroke and 200 and 400 meter freestyle for kids in high school.She started... calling me a wimp and a lightweight which led to more dunking and splashing, with her finally swimming underneath, trying to pull my suit down. My suit is really tight and it had an added appendage in the way so she was hardly able to budge it.I grabbed the front of her trunks and pulled her toward me. She was ready to push away when she realized. I could hear you fingering your sloppy wet pussy harder and faster now, and I could hear him moan from the other booth. These sounds made me want it even more. He pushed up tight against the wall as I took him as deep as I could in my throat, and then I pulled back sliding past his ridge again sucking hard all the way. Then deep again.I was getting into a rhythm now, I opened my throat as much as I could and took him as deep as possible without gagging. He was moving to me as well, fucking my. Reid pulled the stop request and the two clambered to the street. They ran to the emergency department and found Lauren in the waiting room."How is she?" Reid asked."Oh, Reid. I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have said those things about her." It's okay, Lauren. How is she?" I don't know. They won't let me back 'cuz I'm not family."Brad sat beside Lauren and held her hand. Reid paced the room.A nurse poked her head into the waiting room. "Chris? Chris? Is there a Christopher Reid here?"Reid. The welts on Christine’s ass were bad enough. Jason was not going to ask, but I had no trouble telling him. ‘Christine wanted to give me a wedding gift. I did my best to ensure it was a good one. You may be assured that the bondage subculture of New York is buzzing about it. Mistress Cynthia is getting entirely too much attention, which is why I am closing this studio today, rather than after my honeymoon.’ I turned to my misbehaving submissive. ‘You, Christine Renée Collinsworth, had best.