Der Petticoat war wie ein Unterkleid, und ich zog ihn ?ber den Kopf.Nun konnte ich meine Windelhose zum ersten Mal richtig sehen. Es war eine Latzhose..., mit Tr?gern ?ber den Schultern. Meine Idee auf dem Heimweg, die Hose zum Pinkeln auszuziehen, w?re nicht m?glich gewesen. Ich hatte es nicht gemacht, falls ich sie nicht wieder anbek?me. Lieber eine Windel als unten ohne und am Ende bei der Polizei landen. Das Windelpaket war enorm, und die R?schen trugen noch einmal dick auf. Keine Chance, eine. Bless her.Then there was Melanie, a very bright, young girl. She was ever so attractive, she always told me that her husband loved her dearly. That was until I saw the bruises around her neck and shoulders and I questioned her about it. She started to cry and eventually blurted out the whole story of how he loved to strangle her while they had sex, and how he loved to plunge his cock into her from behind while pulling her forcefully towards him until he satisfied himself. She told me how she. Or let it ravage her. ‘Likewise,’ she agreed, and lay back on her towel and closed her eyes. Just another day in paradise, she thought happily to herself. * * * The night sky glittered with the light of a thousand stars. Steel drums pounded out a soothingly rhythmic beat as throngs of bikini-clad women and board-shorted men grooved to the music. It was an ocean-side bar with light food and a live local band, and very popular with the young and unmarried crowd. Darkened tables ringed the edges. OH god she says I'm going to cum again fuck me, fuck me, so there I am pounding her really slapping my cock in hard & fast, she screaming oh god I'm cummimg I stops & says now your arse is wet, yes she says it is, yes you spray then because you wet my balls I'm going to enjoy fucking you for years to come, There I am still pounding her I could feel myself ready to cum, so I stopped looked her in the face & said are you enjoying this, god yes I've never had sex like this before, what, ok I've.