The pain is starting to overwhelm
her. tube8 She plants her bare feet firmly on the floor of the tank. You strap the weight
belt around her waist. She
is, of course, doomed anyway. It’s so much
better than willing flesh. It’s easy; her lips are already parted, and
she’s too weak to resist. You take the regulator into your mouth, pull the mask over your face and
begin to breathe. Calmly, you lift your oxygen tank and slip the straps over your shoulders. You appreciate breathing more than usual, knowing that
for Lisa, it is now an unattainable luxury. Your heart quickens at the sight of her sweet
puss. And it hurts. Her breasts are everything you’d
hoped they would be. Arching her
back, she thrusts her firm breasts out, tosses her head back…and tries to
breathe water.
