And you know what? Whilst I was at the gym, I had sex with two different guys. I had to undergo a so-called test with the manager, a guy called Sten B...ergstrom who told me that he knew you. Well, Sten’s test first involved him fucking me to see that I was suitable for the job of trainer and then he had me fuck him; so I gave him a really good hard session, which I guess clinched matters and he offered me a job.”“But I had to go back that afternoon to sign the papers and on my way out, I met a. It was a series of eight photos, but it was the last photo in the series that I was staring at when my wife came into the room and looked over my shoulder. It was a shot of a well-fucked pussy covered in cum. The man must have just pulled out and shot his wad on the outside of her snatch because I could still see where the hole hadn't quite closed up yet. My wife said, "What in the world do you see in something like that?" I don't know," I said, "It just turns me on. I guess it's just the way. “Fuck yes, just like that fuck me like the little slut I am!” I screamed out. “Mmmmm I love it when you talk dirty Sam.” John said continuing to pound my pussy. John's pace started quickening as he used his right to grab my hair, pull my head back, nearly standing me straight up as, and used it to thrust right into my cervix. I felt his cock twitch as he exploded right up into my womb for the second time tonight. "Ohhhhh fuck!” I screamed as I came all over John's cock, squeezing it as his cum. My hand stops reaching and strokes instead. The heavily laden metal container is racing me. The finish line is the murky lake bottom, about fifty feet away. I do not wish to go there. Pulling even with the box, I reach, but the reaching slows me and the box eludes my grasp again. Next try, I stroke strongly until I pass the container and snatch it as it passes. Until this moment, my urgent need for oxygen has gone unnoticed, but now becomes immediately urgent. I will be damned if I will release.