Along with it was the cool water of the pond.
My scalp was tingling from this strange feeling, and I couldn't care about the problem of support for a while. I could only say 'no' repeatedly and frantically cling to Michael, trying to lift my body.
Even after our bodies were completely separated, I still had some lingering fear. I lowered my head to look at my groin.
I lowered my head through the clear water and saw Michael's penis pressing against my private entry. It was a long, red one. The tip of his erection was round and full, its color was not dark, but after it was fully erected, the blue veins popped up, exuding a fervent heat.
At this moment, it was buried under the fluctuating water as if it was some lethal weapon waiting to devour people.
Even though I'd already done it with Michael many times, I was still a little scared when I saw his penis.
I held onto Michael's shoulder and froze, caught in a dilemma.
