Gone are the morals and the justice. No longer are they a role model for the youngsters. Often they don't even maintain the same appearance or name. S...o in essence they are dead regardless. And this is one such story. Our Hero doesn't meet her life's end, but her no beginning as something not quite what she used to be. Our Hero is Scarlet the Speedster. She is the fastest woman alive which is horrible for her sex life. No man can maintain when she decides she needs a good hard pounding since her. This time I kept my right hand moving on her leg and side.I got up the courage and moved my hand between us. She had been holding my head and leaning to lick my ear. When she felt my fingers on her pubic hairs, she hugged my head and said, "Go lower."I noticed that my upper thigh was damp where it was pushed into her. I didn't really understand about a woman's natural lubrication so I thought at first that she had lost a little bladder control. However, when my fingers got near her treasure, I. Finding a sculptured bench on the inside edge of the pool Jenee laid on it with her eyes closed thinking she could stay there forever.Her eyes flew open hearing a noise, Jenee sat up slipping in the oil. Hank what are you doing here she gasped. Hank grinned sitting down at the side of the pool next to Jenee "looking for you, I bet your as slippery as an eel right about now." Jenee blinked at Hank "what are you doing?" Hank stripping off his clothes laughed "taking a bath, I think we need. I didn’t have any intentions previously before about her but on one day when I saw her boobs with blouse covered when she was adjusting her pallu from that day onwards I started seeing her every day when ever possible from then onwards I started to plan how to touch her boobs and massage them.One day when my parents were gone for shopping in the afternoon I thought to implement my plans on that day she came to my house at around 5.20 pm (I think) for the work. Mean while I started some paper.