..and when I dropped my shorts to pee, it was... gone. That's when I screamed. Then you came in and found me... God Janine, you've got to believe me. ...ow else could I know all I know? I don't know what has happened, but I am Alan." said the girl again and stared at Janine pleadingly."But how? I want to believe you, trust me I do, but it's just so unbelieveable..."The girl stared out into space. Then, overwhelmed with an idea she got up and ran to a kitchen drawer. Grabbing a pen she wrote. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. Now he was pumping full speed. He pumped me with my ankles on his shoulders for at least 5 mins non stop.Suddenly he withdrew his cock and turned me over on my belly. He spread my ass cheeks and fingered me. I moaned loudly . ” dont be so loud swami might hear” he said. Then he entered me from behind and was doing full long strokes. I was lying face down and I pulled the bed sheet over my mouth to muffle my moaning. I noticed on my wrist watch he had been. Slowly, my flaccid penis began to enlarge despite the amount of alcohol we'd both consumed. Amanda noticed, cupping it with both hands. She soaped him down then continued to massage him as we danced under the shower stream.Not wanting to go off in the shower, I suggested we dry off and meet between the sheets. She agreed so we shut down the water, toweled off, then met in the king-sized bed under fresh linens. Our bodies were still warm from the shower so we kicked the covers to the floor.. ”Her muscles had ripped up and twisted together, looking like a body builders legs.“Thanks Hoot, we like to show off our legs. Mom made us wear these long shorts on the trip here, but we usually wear real short-shorts, we just don’t like long legged shorts ... Do you like them on a girl, Hoot?”“Well if I had my pick, I’d pick really short ones,” Hoot said.“I saw you looking at Keri’s butt on that tractor seat. I figured you was a ‘butt man’, we sure don’t have any titties to look at, do.