And she thinks the same of me... She fired a lot of questions in my direction since for me it was not the first time I spend time in a naturist resort... I was in France a few times several years ago so she wondered about then and the ex that joined me: "did she behave the same?" (hell no!) etc etc...I know no woman believes a man when he tells her that "with that ex it was not the same and with you it’s much better..." but gosh, for me truly it was like two different worlds... that's all I want. ." I tried to remember if there was more than one Bobby Joe in our class and while I wasn't positive, I was pretty sure that there was only one. Did Julie leave to go to a party without telling me, or was I so wrapped up in talking to my friends that I didn't hear her. I didn't think she would go without telling me. Maybe she just got bored and went up to our room. When I got back to the table I said goodbye, promised to keep in touch and headed up to our room.Julie wasn't there. I picked up. Paula straightened up and asked, “Are you wearing pantyhose?” “Yes, I am.” My answer was barely a whisper. “Why?” I don’t know what came over me, I clearly wasn’t thinking straight. “Because it feels fucking great. It makes me super fucking horny and when I get home I will cum so hard I may lose consciousness.” I was expecting her to say, “gross,” or, “get away from me you fucking pervert,” or even slap me. About fifteen seconds went by, she stepped so close to me I could smell her. It was an. " as you move you move to lay down, i watch your ass, which is bright red with my handprint. when i notice your laying down, i move in between your legs and impale you with the colossal strapon, shoving all the way in with the first thrust. you flinch and whimper as i bottom out. slowly, i pull it out and start to thrust back and forth, fucking you with all i've got, feeling my power over you growing with every thrust. i cant help but wonder if you'll do the fucking for me, so i pull it out.