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Archive-name: Amazon/trisha2.txt
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Archive-title: Trisha Grows Up - 2
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As I rolled over on my knees to get up, Trisha slid her arm completely
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through and out the top of my shorts. Her long arm circled my waist
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as she picked me up off the ground. She held me tightly to her hip,
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carrying me towards the shallow end of the pool, tucked under her one
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arm. I felt like a piece of luggage, and now fully understood how she
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easily carried the heavily loaded suitcases into the house. Her arms
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and sholders had become tremendously strong, she easily carried my
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143 lbs. into the water and as I started to swim away she scooped me
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up into her arm and cradled me like a baby.
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Holding me on top of the water in her arms, she began kissing me
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all over my chest and stomach. When the water was deep enough, she
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released my legs and placed her hands under my armpits and held me at
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arms length in front of her. I felt so helpless as I dangled in her
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grip, unable to touch the bottom or escape. She smiled at my puzzled
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look and said "You know it always turned me on when I could get you
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in the water like this and under my control. The only difference is
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now I can really take advantage of the situation. You look so
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helpless and feel so light I just want to pick you up and hold you
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and kiss you all over."
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The water level was about even with Trisha's sholders, and where
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she held me it was even deeper. I don't know the actual effect of
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boyancy on one's body weight, but in this case, Trisha was able to
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lift me out of the water and hold me at various heights over her
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head while she kissed and sucked on my chest and stomach. She repeated
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this motion maybe five or six times, I'm really not sure how many
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since I was delirious with excitement and moaning with pleasure the
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whole time. She would hold me like that for as long as she could,
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which was actually a long time since she was so damn strong, and then
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lower me under water till I touched botton and lift me back up again,
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continuing to kiss and mouth me all over. On the final lift, she
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raised me up so high she was able to clamp her lips tightly on my
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protruding knob, I was so startled and excited with pleasure that I
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grabbed her head and held her tight. This caused us to loose our
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balance and we tumbled forward into the deep water. She never let go
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with her lips, and wrapped her arms around my ass and held me tight
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as we sank to the bottom. The sensation was absolutely wonderful but
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I quickly ran out of air and struggled to get loose to surface.
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I thought I was going to drown and began to thrash about while gasping
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in the much needed oxygen. Trisha came up out of the water from
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underneath me, picking me up and carrying me on her sholder again.
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As I began to catch my breath, she held my head and sholders above
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the water level, with one arm wrapped around my waist holding me
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close while using her free hand to play with my hardon. By now my
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shorts were down around my knees and Trisha took hold of my ass
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cheeks with both hands and lifted me off the pool floor and clamped
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my erection between her big solid thighs. Treating me like a human
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dildo, she used me to fuck her tightly clenched thighs, lifting me
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up and down and in and out till I came like never before in my life.
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She held me so long and tight after I came that when she finally
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released me, my dick was just a shriveled up little weenier and
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I felt totally exhausted.
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She tossed me back over her shoulder and carried me back to my house.
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As we entered through the basement-wreckroom door, Pam and Brian
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were sitting there wondering what the hell had happened. Trisha
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just laughed and said "we had a 10 lap race and John hit his head
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on the pool wall trying to do a speed turn, he would have lost
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anyway. I carried him all the back just to prove I could."
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They both laughed, then Pam said "oh we thought maybe Trisha flattened
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you in a wrestling match or something, like she does Brian all the
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time, isn't that right Brian?" All Brian said was "yeah well, you
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don't know how strong Trisha's legs are John, just wait till she
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gets a hold of you and you'll see what I mean." Then Pam jumped in
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again "yeah Trisha, we want to see you wrestle John, I want to see
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you crush him like you do Brian, come on."
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Trisha laughed, saying "Oh I think John has a pretty good idea of how
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strong I am now, but we are going to wrestle later aren't we John?"
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to be continued
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