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The Pool of Love

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Subject: [NEWS] The Pool of Love
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          /\                                                    /\
         //\\           From the files of Dr. Erotica:         //\\
        /\\//\                                                /\\//\
       /  \/  \               The Pool of Love               /  \/  \
      /   __   \                                            /   __   \
      \  {()}  /   A short story, but then the Doctor's     \  {()}  /
\  ^^  /                                              \  ^^  /
\    /     best record time for a quickie is just     \    /
 \  /                                                  \  /
  \/            over 35 minutes.                        \/

The story you are about to read is true (maybe).

Only the names have been changed, to protect the guilty.

  "No, Valerie isn't here now, but she said she would back after she
ate dinner."

  "Great", Karl said,  relieved that he didn't  have  to  perform  a
systematic  search  for his sister,  "I guess I don't have to go home
now."

    Connie's eye's glowed,  and she coyly asked him,  in a  whispery
tone,  "Could you help me fill my pool? My parents went shopping, and
both my brothers left with their friends,  so I don't have anyone  to
help me."

    It was  hot  enough  to  melt  wood and Karl couldn't think of a
reason not to.  A nice cool swim sounded like a  great  idea,  so  he
agreed to help.  Connie invited him inside and quickly led him to the
back yard.

    The swimming pool was one of those faded,  twelve-foot  diameter
Doughboy types with a wire-mesh support fence. The fence needed to be
fastened before the pool could be filled,  so while she held one end,
Karl  walked  the other end towards her,  but couldn't quite get both
ends to meet.


                           - 2 -
    Suddenly, she reached out with her left arm,  wrapping it around
his  waist  and  pulled  him  in close.  He was able to hook the ends
together,  but could feel  a  warm,  tingling  throughout  his  body,
starting at her firm fingertips. As he connected the remaining hooks,
she continued her hug,  smiling as if expecting  him  to  say  or  do
something about it.

     "There!", Karl gasped, "It's together.  Where's the hose?"

      "Aren't you going to pull the sides up first?", she asked, her
grip on his waist was released,  and she swayed her hips, an inviting
smile graced her full, plush lips.

     "Yeah, sure",  said Karl,  half-stammering.  They walked around
the pool to the step ladder,  and climbed in.  He worked deliberatly,
and  a  bit cautiously,  moving clockwise around the pool.  She moved
much faster in the other direction, and met him before he could get a
quarter of the way around.

    As they  met,  she  turned to him,  throwing her arms around his
neck,  and falling forward,  knocked him flat on his back.  She moved
her  head  to the side as they fell,  which kept him from incurring a
double concussion as his head hit the ground.

      "Ooooooh, I'm so tired.", she sighed. Then, in almost the same
breath beamed out, "Do ya wanna go for a swim?"

     "I don't  think  I can stay until the pool is filled." For some
unknown reason Karl felt filled with an urgency to get home.

    Her eyes dropped,  and the smile which was previously  engrained
on  her  face disappeared into a slight frown.  Then her eye's popped
up,  and the smile returned. "We could swim while the pool is filling
up!" Her tone was bubbly, and somehow seemed too cheerful to shun.

     "Okay", he  replied,  "but  I'll  have  to  go  get my swimming
trunks."

      "I've got some here",  she said,  as she led him up  the  step
ladder,  "Let's  get the hoses,  and then I'll get you something from
one of my brothers' rooms."

    One hose was already connected at  the  patio  faucet,  so  they
turned  that  one on,  tossed the end of the hose into the pool,  and
then went into the garage for the other.

    It was coiled and hanging from the ceiling,  almost  eight  feet
from  the  floor.  Connie  dragged a small wooden stepladder over and
started to climb up.

      "Hold onto me", she said, as her hips passed his eyes.

    Karl reached around her knees, while she stretched to remove the
hose  from the ceiling hook.  As she struggled,  her thighs would rub
back and forth across his face. It was at this time, that Karl became
aware  of  a  mild  erection which was totally disassociated with the
urinary function.

    Connie was more than aware of her effect on Karl's  groin  area.

                           - 3 -
While she feigned attempts to release the hose,  her eyes would stray
to catch a glimpse of the outline of another shorter,  but much  more
stimulating hose.

    Meanwhile, she  deliberately twisted and swayed in order to keep
her now  dripping  love  muffin  pressing  and  rubbing  against  any
protuberance that offered itself.

    Finally, and  unexpectedly,  the  hose  came free from the hook.
Losing support from above,  Connie lost  her  balance,  and  twisting
sharply,  fell  over  on him.  Karl quickly braced himself,  and just
barely kept them from falling over.

    They were precariously stable,  but Karl couldn't tell how  long
he could hold her up.  A wave of fear was working its way through his
spine as he pictured himself toppling over  backwards,  dropping  her
head first onto the concrete floor.

    She was doubled over his head, with her crotch planted firmly in
his face.  They were about three feet from the ladder, and Connie was
trying desperately to grab ahold of it. Each time she would reach for
it, Karl would jerk forwards to avoid falling back. Out of the corner
of his eye,  he caught a glimpse of the garden hose, ... still in her
left hand.

    Karl cried out, "LET GO OF THE HOSE!"

    With her plump,  warm muff firmly over his mouth, it came out as
a garbled, "LLF OO V TA OOZ!"

    Karl felt  her  body relax,  and could hear the hose fall to the
floor.

    "What did you say?", she asked, still leaning her warm crotch in
his face. Somehow, Karl didn't feel the need to respond.

    With his  balance  regained,  He  stepped  backwards towards the
ladder.  Connie grabbed a rung,  and pulled her legs in, dragging him
along. Karl moved her legs around, so she could step onto the ladder.
With a quick hop,  she was on the floor,  grabbing the hose,  leading
him out.

      "Let's go!" she giggled, and they were racing out the door.

    She stopped at the faucet on the side of the house and connected
the hose.  As she turned on the water,  a slightly evil glimmer  came
over her face.

   "You better run" she said,  with a little smirk, and then pointed
the business end of the hose in his direction.

    Karl jumped back,  just dodging the first gush,  and ran  across
the  yard with Connie in pursuit.  He felt a splash hit his back just
as he was diving behind the pool.

    Fortunately, Connie had run out of hose,  so she tossed the  end
over the side. Karl got up and looked into the pool. There was barely
two inches of water in the bottom.  He could see that this was  going
to be a long wait.

                           - 4 -

    Connie ran  around  and threw her arms around his waist.  "Let's
get in!" Her excitement was contagious and Karl felt an  anxiety rush
playing in his stomach.

     "Aren't we going to change?", was his naive question.

      "Why?", she asked, as she pulled his shirt over his head.

     "I don't   know",   Karl  replied,  carefully  unbuttoning  her
flowered blouse.

    As Karl undid the last button,  she pulled the blouse back,  and
slid  it  off  her arms,  tossing it on the lawn.  She drew in a deep
breath,  which made her round,  white breasts lift ever so  slightly.
Her  smile  grew  as  she  pushed him back,  and began working on his
shoelaces.

      "What kind of a knot is this?",  she  asked  in  a  frustrated
tone.

     "It's a double knot.",  Karl said, pulling it loose in a couple
of moves.

    She stood up and  kicked  off  her  shoes.  Then,  with  a  most
unreserved air, unsnapped her shorts, and slowly pulled them down her
firm, tanned legs. As she did so, her panties followed them for about
six inches,  revealing a cute pair of blushed,  rounded lips.  Karl's
eyes could hardly move from them,  and he felt a tingle rush  through
his throbbing wad, as a it oozed out a few moist drops into his BVDs.

    Connie was  enjoying  the  attention  that  her  moist mound was
receiving,  and took her time sliding the shorts down, making sure to
give  Karl  the  best  possible  view  of her puffing clit.  Casually
tossing her shorts to the ground, with eyes fixed to his, she reached
down  and  slowly pulled her yellow-striped panties up halfway,  just
covering the top of her crack.

    Her eyes moved down to his pants, and feeling relaxed in all but
one area, he unzipped, and pulled off his jeans, stepping out of them
as he stood up.

    Connie smiled  and  briefly  glanced  up  at  his  eyes,  before
returning  her  gazed to the swollen front of his tight underwear.  A
wet patch of semen graced the end of  his  penis,  making  it  appear
somewhat visible.

      "Let's get  wet",  she  cooed,  as  she  moved up against him,
making full chest contact.  Her breasts were small,  but fleshy,  and
her  nipples  pressed  into  him,  causing  yet  another anxiety rush
through his body.

    They moved slowly towards the  ladder.  She  stepped  up  first,
pulling  him  towards  her.  Just  as Karl was about to step on,  she
leaned forward, once again pressing her mound into his face.

"Ooops!", she giggled, "I slipped!"

    She pulled herself back,  and climbed inside. Karl followed, and

                           - 5 -
as  he  stepping  into  the  pool,  she  began laughing,  and reached
straight out, grabbing ahold of his very firm, throbbing member.

      "Look! A handle!",  she  laughed,  "And  it's  dripping!"  She
squeezed the end, causing another genital quiver, and another rush of
semen to gently flow through it.

    Karl pushed her back into the ever-growing puddle, which was now
barely above ankle-level.  Connie moved towards one of the hoses, and
Karl responded in kind. They both grabbed one and began spraying each
other  with a very cold,  but welcome shower.  As they fired back and
forth,  Karl was becoming more accustomed to the chilly  temperature,
and was winning the spray war.  Karl also noticed that his pecker had
dropped from attention, but he could still feel a slight, steady, and
highly pleasing ejaculation.

    Suddenly Connie's  body  straightened  out,  her  hose arching a
spray that landed at his side.  Karl moved his hose so that  she  was
out of its aim.
    She opened her eyes, smiled and said, "Hold still, I want to try
something."

    She moved  her  hose slighty to one side,  causing the stream to
land in the middle of his lap.

      "You try.",  she said, and leaned back against the side of the
pool.

    Karl moved his hose down,  and guided the stream slowly over her
thigh,  and into the V of her crotch.  Her hips lifted slightly,  and
she dropped her hose into the water.

    As Karl moved the stream to the side, her eyes popped open.

      "Put that  back!",  she  snapped,  and  then  with  a grin she
whispered, "I'm not done yet."

    Karl guided the stream back into position,  and began  following
the motion of her firm, quivering hips with the end of the hose.

    Her legs  began  to  part slowly,  but steadily until they could
spread no further.  Her eyes closed,  and her smile grew  to  a  near
grin. She began moving her hands along the outside of her thighs. Her
hips were moving upwards,  forwards,  and from side to side.  A  soft
moan  could  be  heard  over  the splashing of water,  and Karl could
perfectly make out the shape of her full pussy through the wet cotton
panties.  Connie  was feeling every inch of her insides tingling,  as
wave after wave of cream worked its way out of her  vibrating  tunnel
of ecstasy.

    Slowly, her eyes opened,  her smile shrinking,  but not leaving.
She focused on Karl's bulging pecker.  It had grown beyond the limits
of his underwear, and was just peeking over the top of the elastic.

    Connie laughed to herself, thinking of how much it looked like a
cute little animal.

      "Okay, you can stop now",  she sighed, "Come here, the water's
warmer."

                           - 6 -

    Karl was  filled with a need to hold her,  ...  to hold her very
close,  and very,  very tight.  He slid across the pool, send a small
wave of water crashing and flowing over her panties.

    Connie reached out to him as he approached. Her hands slid under
his shoulders.  She pulled him in, guiding his face between her pale,
fleshy breasts. He instinctively began kissing them, moving his mouth
around every square inch of  their  surface.  Connie  positioned  her
vagina  against  Karl's hip,  working it slowly around the top of his
pelvic bone,  and  sliding  her  thigh  back  and  forth  across  his
pulsating, dripping cock.

    Karl was  losing  himself  in  the  soft beauty of Connie's tiny
round tits.  He moved his hands around her waist,  feeling the motion
of   her   body  while  she  writhed  against  him.  His  pecker  was
transforming into a faucet of come,  as the softness of her upper leg
massaged its length.

    The water  level  was rising above their laps and splashing with
each of Connine's gentle pelvic lunges.  Her waist was tingling  with
Karl's  touch,  but  she  wanted much more.  She gently took his left
hand, and slowly guided it across her smooth, flat stomach, down into
the  warm  juicy  cleft  of her soggy pussy lips.  She moved his hand
around the front,  showing him where his touch could drive her  to  a
frenzy.

    He responded  cautiously,  somewhat  atune to the frailty of the
moist treasure he held at  his  fingertips.  He  moved  them  around,
manipulating her clit in small,  pleasurable circles. Her mouth moved
up his arm,  her tongue dragging,  while her chest pulsed  with  each
breath.  She settled her mouth against his neck,  licking and kissing
as she ground her dripping love chasm into Karl's moving fingers.

    Her hand slid downward,  finding its way onto the top of  Karl's
cock.  She  enveloped  it  in  her  fingers,  squeezing  and sliding,
exploring the slippery, semen-coated tip. His hips moved in tune with
hers  now,  as  she  gripped  his  shaft,  drawing  more cum from its
bulging, reddened head.

    Karl could feel an enoromous well of sperm filling the length of
his swollen prick. Connie could sense his excitement, and stroked him
faster,  watching as squirts of love juice ejected themselves out  of
his cock, and onto her stomach. Karl's hands stopped suddenly, as his
back involuntarily arched.  He moaned loudly, as Connie jerked a long
ejaculation  of  silvery  sperm that landed in a rainbow arc onto her
breast. His hand fell from her panties as She pumped him faster. Gobs
and  gobs  of  love goo oozed in a seemingly unending stream over the
back of her hand,  dripping onto her stomach,  and draining into  the
swirling waters of their love-pool.

    He leaned back, as a wave of fatigue gripped his entire body. He
gazed into her golden-brown eyes, the only sound from him, a labored,
but soft breathing. Her hand slid upwards with a final stroke, as she
let his waning erection fall into his lap.  She moved her fingers  to
her lips, meeting the tip of her forefinger with her tongue. His eyes
grew as he watched her slowly lick the juices of his orgasm from each
finger.


                           - 7 -
    She reached  to  his  hand,  guiding  it back into her honeypot.
Pushing it down,  she probed her tingling hole with his finger.  With
his hand in place,  she stood up, causing the front of her panties to
droop below her now reddened lips.  She removed his hand,  and with a
devilish  grin requested,  "Taste me." As Karl moved his cum-wrinkled
finger towards his mouth, Connie slid one of her own fingers into her
warm,  oozing snatch.  Karl froze for a moment as he watched her suck
the juice from the end.  He slid his finger into his  mouth,  sucking
the slippery film, as she moved towards him.

      "Sweet, isn't it", she smirked. "Want some more?"

     "Sure.  How much do you have?"

      "A whole pussy full!" she glowed, "Sit up." she cooed.

    Karl raised himself up,  as Connie slid the soaking panties down
the length of her legs.  Tossing them into the water,  she  straddled
his body, bringing her rounded muff right up against his mouth. "Lick
it near the top",  she requested.  Karl complied with the willingness
of  a  puppy.  Her  hands reached over the edge of the pool,  and she
began grinding her pussy into his mouth.

    Instantly, she felt the rush  of  a  tingly  mini-gasm,  as  his
tongue lapped over her clit.  She arched forward, inviting his tongue
into the warmth of her sex hole. He probed as far as his tongue would
stretch,  the juice running into his mouth. She was breathing loudly,
and in short bursts.  Her body would drop slightly, and then raise up
to  meet  his constantly moving tongue.  She pushed her clit forward,
and into his mouth.

      "Suck it.  Suck it!", she pleaded. Karl drew her fleshy little
flower  inward,  feeling  it  stretch like a miniature penis.  Connie
squealed,  and a flow of love juice dripped over Karl's chin. He slid
his  mouth down,  working his tongue into her undulating birth canal.
Her pelvis arched forward,  giving him full access to the  fluids  of
her  excitement.  His tongue probed the cum-soaked lining of her pink
portal, guiding the sweetness of her climaxes into his mouth.

    Connie was feeling herself slipping into a passionate desire she
would  not have believed possible.  Karl's mouth was taking on a mind
of its own,  as it responded to the gyrating motion of her  firm  and
flexible hips.  As she rotated away, it would take in the fullness of
her mound,  licking and sucking her clitoris,  bringing on a wave  of
love juice. Her pussy would react with a passionate kiss, climbing up
to meet his mouth, spreading open, eagerly swallowing his tongue.

    She was tiring,  but could not bring herself to  break  off  the
exquisite  pleasure  that  Karl was so expertly bringing to her young
and tender body.  Connie pulled back slightly,  gazing into his  eyes
with an almost drunken smile.  "I can't stand up anymore, Karl", said
the naked young woman.
 "Let me turn around",  she softly spoke, "You're beautiful, Karl. I
want more.  You make me tingly all over." She bent over,  drawing his
face upward. Their mouths met, tangling their lips together, and then
their tongues.

    She slowly pulled away,  turning to  face  his  feet,  her  eyes
closing with a mild and pleasant fatigue. Connie's tight round cheeks

                           - 8 -
greeted Karl as she turned.  He slid forward to meet  them,  embraced
her  willowy thighs,  and began kissing them,  while sliding a finger
into her dripping snatch.  Connie let out a cooing  sigh  and  gently
dropped to her knees.  Her pussy backed slowly towards his face.  The
sunlight caught the surface of her vagina,  reflecting  brightly  off
the moist,  pink tissue. Karl gazed into its beauty, as the motion of
her hips caused her vagina to open and close  like  the  mouth  of  a
small animal.

    She felt  her hole meet Karl's mouth,  his tongue sliding around
the surface of her warm lips.  She took in a deep breath,  and leaned
forward.  As  her  face  broke  the  surface  of the water,  a fleshy
projection probed the side of ther cheek.  She lifted her head out of
the water,  her eyes opening suddenly.  As the water cleared from her
eyes,  she was amazed to see that the  object  was  Karl's  rock-hard
cock, once again peering over the top of his underwear.

    Reaching down,  she took the elastic in her hands,  pulling them
towards his ankles.  As she slid forward,  Karl followed  her  pussy,
lapping  away  at the stream of juice which coated the fluffy surface
of her fleshy pink butterfly.  An orgasm filled her,  as  his  tongue
grazed  the front of her vaginal wall.  She took another deep breath,
and plunged her face below the water line,  taking the end of  Karl's
pecker  into her mouth.  The taste of his cream added to the pleasure
of his tongue.  She gently gripped his shaft, rolled her mouth around
the tip, sucking in the watery mixture.

    She lifted her head for a quick, full breath, and proceeded back
for yet another taste of his oozing love muscle. She slid her fingers
down to feel his tightened balls. A spurt of semen graced her tongue,
flowing upward into her throat as she gently suckled him.  She  moved
her hand up around the base of his shaft.  With a gentle squeeze, she
released still more of his salty,  sweet love juice.  The rush of his
shaft  produced  an  orgasmic  response  from  her  pussy,  which was
unconsiously,  and quite uncontrollably grinding itself  into  Karl's
active mouth.

    The water  had  risen up to Connie's clit,  cooling it,  but not
stopping the burning desire for lustful excitement.  She  came  in  a
forceful wave of pleasure that caused Karl to slide forward slightly.
She drew herself up,  and as Karl pulled himself up,  turned to  face
him.  Her  legs wrapped themselves around his waist,  like a muscular
set of arms.  His solid and throbbing cock was met by her soft,  open
pussy.  She  pulled  forward,  wrapping  her arms around his neck.  A
passionate kiss was exchanged as her flowery pussy lips  worked their
way across the length of his erection.

    The were  embraced  in  a  dance  of pleasure.  Their sex organs
flowing in an unending stream of passion. the desire for fullfillment
overwhelmed  her  as  she  slid  her pelvis forward,  and in a single
motion,  lunged ever so slightly  backwards,  taking  Karl's  pulsing
shaft  into her well-moistened and convulsing vagina.  A sharp twinge
of pain gripped her crotch,  but it quickly subsided into a  wave  of
enveloping pleasure.

    Their kiss was broken,  as they pulled back,  gazing deeply into
each others' eyes.  Their hips were moving slowly,  but  deliberatly,
causing  the cool water to alternate splash the sides of the pool. As
Connie leaned back,  she could feel a  strong  pleasurable  sensation

                           - 9 -
growing within her womb.  Her hand reached for Karl's, slowly guiding
it to her cool,  firm clit.  He began rotating it, and teasing it, as
he  watched Connie's active pussy climb and slide along the length of
his throbbing cock.  From the surface of the water,  her lips  looked
large  as  they opened and closed to the rythm of his fingers and the
pumping of his prick.

    Connie leaned forward,  pressing her mouth against the  side  of
his neck.  Her eyes closed tightly,  as her fingers squeezed into his
ribs.  Her hips began thrusting in short,  sharp  lunges.  A  muffled
squeal  vibrated  against  his  neck  as  she pushed herself down the
entire length of his pulsing, solid cock. Karl could feel the muscles
of her vagina squeezing it as she heaved.

    Her hips slowed, and she rolled off of him, floating back in the
cold water of their newfound love.  He reached out and gently  rubbed
her  pussy  as  she floated.  Her head turned towards him,  a glowing
smile filled her face.  He pulled her in, kissing her sweetly, giving
her breasts a gentle fondling.

    She reached  down  to  feel  the  tool  that  had given her more
pleasure than any experience she could  begin  to  remember.  It  was
still  hard  and oozing with the slime of his juices.  Exhausted with
pleasure,  she felt the most uncontrollable desire to feel him in her
mouth once more.

    Staring at  his  creaming wad while she pumped it's length,  she
softly requested him to move to the step ladder.  They  swam  through
the shallow water,  across the pool to the ladder.  When they reached
the ladder,  Karl turned and while facing her,  ascended  the  steps.
Connie  slid  her  hands  up  and down Karl's hips as he ascended the
steps.

    He sat himself halfway up,  exposing his pecker in  the  setting
sunlight.  Connie's  tongue  slowly  crawled around the inside of her
lips.  Her hands gently fondling him,  while she  watched  the  clear
juice  welling  at  the top of his solid,  bulging member.  Her mouth
moved slowly towards the prize, stopping close enough for him to feel
her warm breath against the head. His eyes closed, and in an ecstatic
rush,  his cock oozed a flow of clear cream that seemed to crawl over
the side of her thumb.

    Her mouth  opened  slightly,  as he felt himself being swallowed
slowly.  She circled the end of his cock with her tongue,  taking  in
his  sweet,  honey-like  nectar.  Her hand worked its way down to the
base of his shaft.  She pulled it up, drawing another stream of semen
as she moved.

    Her eyes  looked  up  at his.  She slowly opened her mouth,  and
lifted her head up,  gazing at his eyes  as  they  opened.  She  drew
herself  up slightly and gently pressed his throbbing wad against her
chest.  She smiled at him,  as she worked the end across one  breast,
twisting slightly to stroke it with her nipple. Her hand pumped still
more juice from his pecker,  as she painted an imaginary picture over
both of her firm, dome-shaped tits.

    Her eyes  dropped  back  down  to the sight of his darkened love
pump. The end was coated in a more silvery-colored cream. She felt an
empathic  rush of juice flowing through her vagina.  Her head lowered

                           - 10 -
once again,  mouth opened,  tongue extending  to  meet  his  gyrating
shaft.  She  slid  her other hand into her tingling crotch.  A finger
climbed upwards, and inside.

    The only thought in Connie's mind was pleasure.  She was feeling
it  inside  her  mouth and snatch.  Both of their sensual juices were
coating her fingertips.  She began sucking him  loudly,  pumping  his
cock faster,  until she was almost pounding herself in the face.  Her
hips were pumping against the motion of her fingers.  She pulled  one
out  of  her  pussy,  only to slide two back in.  Karl could hear the
muffled moans of her climaxes,  as she sucked his cock like  a  candy
cane.

    She was  slurping  now,  as his cock was a steady flow of spermy
semen.  Her body tensed and relaxed in a wave of pure  pleasure.  She
felt  his pecker pulse and as she relaxed her grip slightly, released
a gush of sperm into her mouth. Her eyes opened widely in response to
the drastic change in taste. As she pulled back slightly, in order to
swallow,  his cock burst with an orgasmic spurt that caught her  full
in the lips.

    She leaned  forward  licking  him  completely,  still  fingering
herself into an orgasmic explosion of her own.  Her hand stroked  him
while her tongue found every drop of his climactic juices.

    Feeling exhaustion in her thighs,  she drew herself up,  kissing
every inch of his stomach and chest,  licking him heavily around  the
neck. Her lips climbed up the side of his cheek, crossing to meet his
lips.  She wrapped her arms around his neck.  They  kissed  for  what
seemed like an eternity,  their tongues uninhibittedly exploring each
others' mouth.

    She leaned backwards,  pulling him from the ladder.  They landed
in  a  splash,  floating together in a seemingly unbreakable embrace.
Finally,  their lips parted.  As their eyes met,  both were  overcome
with a dizzy feeling of giddiness.  She began giggling loudly. It was
contagious.  He suddenly couldn't control himself,  and was laughing,
while trying to kiss her.

    She squeezed  him tightly,  and rolled around,  they disappeared
under the water,  rising up,  still giggling in ecstasy.  He sat  up,
lifting her onto his lap. They faced each other, smiling and kissing.

    Once again,  Connie's  eyes  began to grow,  as did the enormous
smile that never seemed to leave those exotic lips.  She  could  feel
Karl's  cock  growing under her pussy.  Her tongue slid slowly out of
her lips, moving from one side to the next. She reached down with one
hand,  finding the somewhat eternal hard-on,  and with the grace of a
ballerina, guided it into her very relaxed pussy.

    She had no idea how long a fuck could last.

    She was damn sure going to find out.


          THE NEVERENDING




                           - 11 -
Wally and the BEAVER say ...
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                                   /  \
                                  / /\ \
                                 /\ \/ /\
                                /  \  /  \
                               /    \/    \
                              /     __     \
                             /     /  \     \
                            /     /    \     \
                            \    {  ()  }    /
                             \    \    /    /
      ~~~~~~~                 \    \  /    /
     >  @ @  <                 \    ^^    /
      |  ^  |                   \        /
      ( \_/ )                    \      /
       \___/                      \    /
                                   \  /
                                    \/
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