I gathered up themagazines and any undergarment that I happened to soil with myexplosive blast of spooge and dressed hurriedly. Not knowing or caringa...out doing laundry over the items I had messed upon, I brought themexcitedly to my room and hid them. It couldn't have been more than 45minutes later that I was hard again thinking about my little escapade.I dug out my hidden feminine treasures and felt their silkiness againas well as the dampness of my cum upon them. The fragrance of my owncum on. Fuck, I think to myself, This guys in on it too. Hes not gonna help me. Im completely fucked. They walk into the dining room and Steve immediately grabs my tits and squeezes them. Then I see Mike walk over with a tenderizing mallet. I scream as he pounds away at my tits, making lots of tiny perforations in them. After hes done, he picks me up and puts me face down on a flat surface with an opening for my tits. In the opening, I see a yellow, bubbling liquid. He puts me down, and I scream as my. Sadly a week or so later the exchange ended and I returned home to England, the extent of our time together being memories and a couple of photos. I was thrilled and surprised to get a letter from you within a couple of days of being back in the UK, air mail normally takes about ten days so you must have posted it to me before I left. That was the start of a blossoming romance that unencumbered by awkward spoken words filled page after page of letters and put a mark on my heart forever. By the. “We have to quit talking or they are going to hear us”. As she spoke, I could feel her breath on my neck. We were both a little sweaty and I noticed how good she smelled. Little did I know that this simple game of hide and seek would turn into the first sexual experience of my life. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug, like I had done a million times before. I liked the way she felt against me. “I love you” she said. “I love you too”. We held that position for a while, just.