Nodding at his father and then at the table, indicating that he should move a couple of things out of the way, he let Carol stand there a moment in an...ticipation.“I believe I was most clear about how you should dress to please your new husband, and grubby gardening clothes were definitely not what I had in mind.” Putting his hands on either side of her waist, his tall body looming a little behind her he drew the moment out, pausing, before swiftly pulling her pants down over her rounded bottom,. I'd turned her head so she could see her friend's plight, and still suck on my ever hardening member."Let's get started!" Tara was wailing, the tears ran down her face in streams as her neck was arched painfully up. Doc forced his gloved fingers in Tara's nose and held her in place."No, you can't, stop, please, don't do this!" The sound of Jim's hips pounding into Tara's body rang through the room. Jim held her head still by a large clump of hair as Doc inserted the tool in her nostrils.It all. He and I were on a coed swimming team at the local high school and today my swimsuit had the swim teacher eying me with deep disapproval. It was black and backless, with the suit coming together just before my ass. Kiefer watched me swim for a while but then went into the locker room. He'd forgotten his swim wear today, a rare thing for him. I finished swim and after the lecture about what was appropriate from my swim teacher, I headed into the locker room. I took a long, hot shower, feeling. My mouth waters as I take in his body, which I have never seen without a shirt. He is muscled all over, with nicely defined biceps that are not too big and, best of all, a beautiful six pack. He is still glistening with water droplets from the shower. He’s staring at me, stretched out on the bed, with a lustful look in his eye. “Damn. You are so fucking beautiful,” he says quietly. I can’t take it. I stand up slowly and move over to him. Looking into his eyes, I run one finger down the center.