. ?" Uh ... Wendy. Wendy Colliers. You see, my ... uh ... roommate seems to have ... uh ... left me here for some reason. Can I use your phone to ... ...h..." You don't need a phone," Brenda said almost patiently. "You need to know what the hell is going on, don't you? You need to know why you're having this weird feeling, being around us, right? And I'll bet you anything that you have a problem. A problem SO big and outrageous, that you haven't even let anybody else KNOW about it. Isn't that. “Please just fuck me now so we can get this over with.” We had talked about this, but we were both a little afraid. I asked her if it was going to hurt and she said no. She then told me that her sister had a large dildo in her room and that she had broken her hymen on purpose last week so that she could have sex. I was shocked, but of course, very pleased that I didn’t have to deal with blood and pain. My dick was like an iron bar I was so turned on by this. She had her legs spread and it was. Denise pulled off her shorts and dove into the water, followed by Margaret. After a brief swim, they bounced out, streaming water onto the deck. Margaret wiped water from her arms and breasts and looked at Ken with a grin."No way, Margaret. Not on an empty stomach." What's that?" Sigrid asked. She had settled on a lounge and was now naked, too."Margaret has this thing, Sigrid, when her breasts are wet. She likes having them licked dry." Ken," Margaret kidded, "if your problem is an empty. I remember how Lindsey watched us in the mirror, and her cheeks were so flushed and there was this... this gleam in her eyes. John turned to her and said 'Together'. That's all he said. 'Together', like an order. We went into the room and he slid the curtain shut, turned to me, grabbed me by the throat with his huge, strong hand and pushed me against the wall like I was a little doll."Oh fuck. It was like Alexander had gone through my browsing history and my naughty bookmarks. This story.