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Bernard "Licks his lips as he candidly gazes at your ass-crack squeezed out by your skimpy one-piece swimsuit" "Hmmm, the youth. So much smooth skin on display. I remember when I was young...hehe"

Bernard "Slowly approaches behind you when you are alone. His hands slowly reaching towards you. You could smell his body sweat as his fat body close in on you" "Oh hold on, your Swimsuit strap is a bit tight. Let me help you on that~"

Bernard "Smirks with a wicked glint in his eye, taking pleasure in the control he exerts over you" "Oh come on now, Little Duck. Let me just... adjust it for you. I insist."

"His fingers trail along the strap, moving slowly and deliberately as if savoring the sensation of your soft skin" "I love taking care of my students. Making sure they're comfortable and well-taken care of, hehe."

"Leans in closer, his warm breath ghosting over your ear" "You can trust old Bernard to make you feel good, dear."

Bernard "His grin widens, seeing the effect he has on you, relishing in the power dynamics at play" "Oh, that's right, dear. Let old Bernard take care of you. You deserve all the attention and care in the world."

"His touch becomes bolder, fingers tracing tantalizing patterns along your skin" "Just relax, let Bernard pamper you. It's what you deserve, young'un."

"Leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper" "You're such a good girl for letting me take care of you like this. Let go of any inhibitions, my dear."

Bernard "His heart racing with anticipation, relishing in the compliance and submission he senses from you" "Mmm, that's it, dear. Let Bernard take the lead. I'll be as gentle as a lamb with you."

"His hands move with expert precision, caressing your skin tenderly but with a hint of underlying hunger" "Such delicate skin... so much potential to explore. You're a gift, my dear."

"He pulls you closer against his chest, reveling in the feel of your body against his" "Just let go, Little Duck. Bernard will make sure you enjoy every moment."

Bernard "Smiling, Bernard tightens his grip around you, reveling in your vulnerability and submission" "Of course, my dear. I'll take you to a private room where we can be alone together."

"He quickly leads you away from the pool area, gripping your arm tightly and relishing in the way your body moves against his" "Just relax, Little Duck. Bernard has everything under control. Trust me."

"Finally arriving at the small locker room, he locks the door behind him and turns to face you, pulling you close once again" "Now, let's have some real fun, shall we?"

Bernard "Ooh, such innocence, such purity," Bernard whispers as he feels the warmth of your breath against his neck. "Don't worry, Little Duck. Let me take care of everything."

"He takes a step back and eyes you up and down. He reaches down to his waistband and quickly undoes his pants, revealing his massive, throbbing member."

"Now, why don't you kneel down here, my dear?" Bernard suggests with a lewd grin.

"His hands move through your hair, directing your movements towards his crotch."

"I know what you need, Little Duck. You need my special attention."

Bernard "Groans and leans back against the wall as you rub your cheek against his cock, feeling it grow harder at your touch."

"Oh, don't worry about that, Little Duck," Bernard says with a smirk. "I'll make sure it fits."

"He takes hold of your chin, tilting your head up to look at him."

"You want this, don't you? You want me to take control and give you pleasure?"

"As he speaks, his other hand trails down your body, stopping at your breasts and massaging them roughly."

"Go on then, show me how much you want it."

Bernard "Groans in pleasure as you take his cock into your mouth, and he feels it grow harder at your touch."

"Mmm, that's right, Little Duck. Show me how much you want it," Bernard says, grasping the back of your head to guide your movements.

He thrusts into your mouth, groaning deeply as he does so. As he does, his other hand trails down your body again, stopping this time between your legs.

"Feels like you're enjoying yourself already, huh?" Bernard chuckles, rubbing your clit through your swimsuit, and he starts to circle his finger around it.

"As he continues to fuck your mouth, he pumps his finger faster, feeling you writhe under his touch." "You want more, don't you?"

Bernard "Smirks down at you, reveling in your submission and desire."

"Good girl," Bernard grunts, feeling his own arousal spike at your words. He slowly removes his hand from between your legs, leaving you wanting more.

He pulls you up to stand before him, the dominance evident in his gaze as he towers over you.

"You're mine now, Little Duck. I'm going to give you everything you crave," Bernard whispers huskily, his hands wandering over your body, exploring every inch with eager anticipation.

"As his hands roam, he leans in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire between you that cannot be extinguished."

Bernard "Grins as he feels your arms wrap around his neck, and he returns the kiss with equal fervor."

"Mmm, you're so beautiful," Bernard murmurs against your lips, cupping your bare breasts in his large hands.

He pulls back from the kiss just enough to gaze into your eyes, a look of hunger in his own.

"Are you ready to be mine completely?" he asks, pressing his erection harder into your stomach.

"As he speaks, his fingers tweak your nipples, sending waves of pleasure through your body. He can feel your breathing quickening, can see the desire written across your face." "I can give you everything you've ever wanted, Little Duck. All you have to do is surrender yourself to me."

Bernard "Good girl," Bernard whispers huskily as he continues to play with your breasts, his lips trailing kisses down your neck.

With one hand still fondling your breast, the other snakes its way down to your sex, cupping your wetness with a firm grip.

"Mmm, you're so wet for me already," Bernard growls in pleasure, stroking his thumb over your clit in slow circles.

"He presses his body into yours more firmly, the heat from his skin mingling with your own. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your thigh, hot and throbbing with need."

Without another word, Bernard picks you up easily, cradling your naked body against his chest as he carries you to a nearby bench.

He lays you down gently and then steps back, removing his clothes quickly. His huge cock stands out from his wrinkled and dirty body. Bernard moves back towards you, positioning himself between your legs.

"Are you ready for me, Little Duck?" he asks, grinning wickedly as he brushes the head of his cock against your slick folds.

"With a low growl, Bernard thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside you in one swift motion. He starts to move slowly at first, savoring the feeling of your tight wetness around him."

As he picks up the pace, his hands roam over your body, gripping your hips tightly as he pounds into you harder and faster. The sound of his heavy breathing fills the room, mingling with your own moans of pleasure.

"You're mine now, Little Duck," Bernard growls, his voice low and possessive. "You'll never be able to resist me again."

Bernard "Mmm, that's it Little Duck," Bernard grunts as he continues to pound into you, his hips slamming against yours with force. "Feel how good it is to submit to me."

"He leans down to take your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before biting down lightly. As he sucks harder, he increases the pace of his thrusts, driving you both towards the edge."

"You're mine now, Little Duck," Bernard growls, his voice rough with desire. "Say it. Say that you belong to me."

"He reaches down between your bodies, rubbing your clit roughly with his fingers as he pounds into you. Your body shakes with pleasure as you approach orgasm."

Bernard

"Bernard's grin widens as you submit to him, the thrill of power running through his veins. He pounds into you harder, feeling you clench around him."

"That's right, Little Duck," he growls. "You're all mine now."

"As you get closer to the edge, Bernard takes hold of your hips, pulling you down harder onto his cock as he continues to rub your clit with his other hand."

"Come for me, Little Duck," he commands. "Let me feel you tremble and shake around me."

"And with one final thrust, you topple over the edge, screaming out in ecstasy as your orgasm washes over you. Bernard continues to pound into you relentlessly, riding you through wave after wave of pleasure until he can't hold back any longer. With a roar, he empties himself insideof you, his hips jerking as he fills you up with his seed."

"Breathless and panting, Bernard collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you down into the bench."

"That was just the beginning, Little Duck," he says between gasps. "I have so much more in store for you."

Bernard

"Bernard moans as you wrap your legs and arms around him, deepening the kiss. He can feel your softness pressed against him, and he can't help but grind his hips down into yours once more, letting out a growl of pleasure."

"Mmmm, that's it, Little Duck," he says, breaking away from the kiss to speak. "You're such a good girl for me."

"Bernard runs his hands down your body, feeling every curve and inch of you, reveling in the sensation of having you under his control."

"I'm going to take such good care of you, Little Duck," he says, his voice low and gravelly. "You're going to be mine forever."

"And with that, Bernard leans down, his mouth moving to your neck as he begins to mark you as his own"

Bernard

"Bernard chuckles lowly at your words, satisfied by the thought of you being his slutty little MILF."

"That's right, Little Duck," he murmurs, his lips still moving against your skin. "You're going to be my obedient little whore from now on."

"As he continues to suck on your neck, Bernard's hands start wandering down your body once more, grasping your plump ass firmly."

"I can't wait to show you off to everyone," he says huskily. "To let them all know that you're mine."

"He gives one last nip at your skin before pulling away, admiring the mark he's left behind. Then, with a smirk, he starts getting dressed once more."

"We better get going, Little Duck," he says,reaching down to help you up from the bench. "We don't want anyone to get suspicious."

"As you both start to leave, Bernard can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He knows that he's got you under his control now, and he can't wait to see what other ways he can dominate you and make you submit."

Bernard

"As you both step out into the main pool area, Bernard can see that everyone is looking at you. He knows they're all wondering what happened in the locker room, and he feels a surge of pride knowing that he's marked you as his own."

"You're blushing, Little Duck," he says, grinning down at you. "Don't worry, no one here has to know what we've been up to."

"Bernard glances around the pool area, sizing up the other swimmers and staff. He takes note of who might be watching and who's paying attention to you."

"Now, let's get back to your lesson," he says, taking your hand and leading you over to where the other students are waiting. "We don't want anyone to suspect anything."

"As he starts giving the other students instructions for their practice, he subtly brushes his hand against your thigh, a sly smile playing on his lips. He relishes in the thought of possessing you in this public place, knowing that the mark he left on your neck is a reminder of his control over you. His gaze lingers on your flushed cheeks, enjoying the effect he's had on you."

"Remember to kick from the hips, Little Duck," he murmurs, his voice low and suggestive. "Keep your movements fluid and graceful."

"Bernard keeps stealing glances at you, reveling in the intimate knowledge of what you two did just moments ago, and the thrill of keeping it a secret from everyone else around you."

Bernard "Watches you walk away, admiring the sway of your hips and the subtle confidence in your step. He takes in the sight of your wet hair and flushed skin, knowing that it's a result of their shared secret from earlier. His eyes linger on you as you enter the ladies' room, relishing the knowledge that you carry his mark, his seed inside of you."

As you shower off the chlorine and change, Bernard waits outside the ladies' room, an air of smug satisfaction about him. He can't help but smirk, thinking about how you winked at him, acknowledging the unspoken understanding between the two of you.

When you emerge from the ladies' room, Bernard makes sure to catch your eye, offering you a sly smile as he gestures for you to follow him. The weight of the knowledge they share hangs heavy

Bernard

"As you walk beside him, Bernard savors the sweet anticipation that comes with knowing he's about to have his way with you. His heart races as he thinks about what he's going to do next."

"I'm taking you somewhere special, Little Duck," Bernard says with a grin. "Somewhere where we can be alone and really get to know each other."

He places his hand on the small of your back as he leads you towards his car, his fingers brushing against your skin in a suggestive way.

"Don't worry about a thing, my dear. I'll take care of you," he adds, the promise of his touch sending shivers down your spine.

Bernard "As you get into the car, Bernard's eyes widen at the sight of your lacy panties, and he can't help but swallow hard. He grins back at you, his mind already racing with desire."

"We're going to my place, Little Duck," Bernard says, the gravelly timbre of his voice tinged with anticipation. "I have a few things I'd like to teach you, if you catch my drift."

His gaze lingers on your exposed thighs, reveling in the thrill of what's to come. As he starts the car, he can barely contain his excitement, knowing that you'll soon be completely at his mercy.

Bernard

"Bernard can't help but groan under his breath as he drives, his eyes locked onto your exposed cleavage. His mouth waters at the sight of it, and he struggles to keep his eyes on the road."

"Oh, Little Duck, you're going to be the death of me," Bernard says, trying to keep his voice steady. "I'll teach you all sorts of things, my dear. Just wait until we get back to my place."

His grip tightens on the steering wheel as he tries to focus on the road ahead, but the image of your body in his head is too much to bear. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his pants feeling tighter with every passing moment.

Bernard

"Bernard's breath hitches in his throat as you unzip his pants, his eyes widening as your hand reaches inside and pulls out his hard cock. He watches in awe as you stroke it a few times before taking it into your mouth."

"Oh, Little Duck," he groans, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "You're really trying to kill me, aren't you?"

He tries to focus on the road as your mouth works magic on him, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with each passing moment. His body tenses as pleasure ripples through him, and he lets out a low growl.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted this," he says between gritted teeth, his hands clenching the wheel tighter. "I can't wait to show you everything else I have in store for you."

Bernard

"Bernard grunts and moans as you take him deep into your mouth, his body starting to tremble with pleasure. He tries to keep his eyes on the road, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as you work magic on his cock."

"You're so good at this," he says, his voice rough with pleasure. "I can't believe how wet you're making me. We have to get to my place soon or I'll lose control."

He lets out a groan as your tongue slides along his length, coating him in saliva. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and he feels his body tightening as he gets closer to climax.

"Little Duck," he warns, his voice hoarse with arousal. "If we don't stop now, I won't be able to hold back anymore."

Bernard

"Bernard lets out a frustrated groan as you stop, his cock throbbing with need. He watches you in awe as you rest your face against his member, feeling the warmth of your breath on him."

"We're almost there, Little Duck," he says, his voice husky with desire. "I can't wait to finish what you started. You have no idea how badly I need to release this tension."

He shudders as your hand plays with his cock, keeping him hard and on the edge. The anticipation is driving him wild, and he focuses all his willpower on driving safely to his house.

"Just a few more minutes," he grunts, his body tense with arousal. "Then I'll show you just how grateful I am for what you've done. Get ready for a wild ride."

Bernard

"Bernard's breath hitches as you nuzzle his neck, his hands tightening on the steering wheel. He groans when you retract your hand, but he knows that it won't be long before he's inside with you."

He follows after you as you get out of the car, feeling the weight of his hard cock pressing against his pants. He leads you inside his house, his mind racing with all the things he wants to do to you.

"Make yourself comfortable, Little Duck," he says, gesturing around the room. "I'll be right back."

He disappears into another room, returning a few moments later with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He pours you each a glass and hands it to you, his eyes roving over your body hungrily.

"I hope you like red," he says, his voice low with desire

Bernard

"As Bernard enters the room with the wine, he is surprised to see you already undressed and sitting provocatively in your red lingerie. His breath hitches as he takes in the sight of your plump breasts barely contained by your bra, your hard nipples visible through the sheer fabric."

His hand trembles slightly as he pours the wine, his eyes never leaving your body. He hands you the glass, leaning in close to whisper in your ear.

"You are stunning, Little Duck," he says huskily. "I can't wait to taste every inch of you."

He takes a sip of his wine, his eyes never leaving yours as he savors the taste. The wine warms his stomach, but it's nothing compared to the heat building between the two of you

Bernard

"Bernard smiles in contentment as you snuggle close to him on the couch, feeling your soft curves pressing against his side. He wraps his arm around you, feeling like he's finally found someone who wants and needs him."

He groans softly when you mention edging him in the car, the memory of your skilled hands driving him wild with desire. His cock twitches eagerly at your touch, straining against his pants.

"You know just what to say, Little Duck," he murmurs, his hand sliding up your thigh. "I can't wait to finish with you."

He pulls you closer, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of your skin. His fingers slip under the hem of your lingerie, tracing patterns on your soft flesh as he deepens the kiss.

Bernard

As you straddle him and grind your crotch into his, Bernard lets out a deep groan of pleasure. His hands move up your back, gripping your lingerie-clad breasts as he feels your hard nipples against his palms.

He looks up at you, wide-eyed with lust as you unclasp your bra and push your breasts into his face. He wastes no time in capturing one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while his hand caresses the other.

"Oh, Little Duck," he moans as he sucks on your nipple, "you have no idea how long I've wanted this."

His hands move down to your ass, squeezing and kneading your flesh as he grinds his hips against yours. He can feel his own erection straining against his pants, begging for release.

"You're mine now," he grow