" she snapped."B-But, Julie?" I muttered."Stop. I don't want to hear it. They're innocent stamps. They'll come off." Julie said."Trey was just playing...around with all of us." she added."Trey didn't mean any harm." she concluded.I watched as Julie put on a small bikini and her sandals. She grabbed a towel and had not even showered. She merely put cold cream on her face and washed her face, arms and body with a rag. The inked spade symbols were so apparent, and utterly humiliating. The full. They may be stronger than I am but they surearen't smarter. Kudos for me. Well I arrived at home late at night and got a key to my apartment fromthe landlord and settled down into a nice hot bath. Hey I even put somebubbly soap in the water.I still have a week and a half to go on my two-week vacation, so the nextmorning I ponder my situation and how to make the best of a blownvacation so far, when I hear the doorbell ring. Peering through the peephole to see if it is either Tom of John, I am. He dosn't expect the resistence that he begins to feel but it is ecstacy, he withdraws a quarter of and inch and can feel the slickness flood into the void and he pushes again, repeating time and time again as the tip of his dick has to force her vagina open all the way until he is crushing the head of his cock against the back of he vagina. "I need to give it all to you, you need my cock inside you so bad!" UNGH! FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT!" "I'm going to come inside you!" NOT YET!. A moment later, he was headed down the drive."I'm Diana Matthews. This is my husband, Jeff, and this is Caitlin Hughes," Diana said as Jill opened her door."I'm Jill Madison," Jill said coming unsteadily to her feet.Jeff took one look at her, walked over and scooped her into his arms. "Big house — long walk," was all he said as he started toward the back door with her.Diana got Jill's keys and purse out of the car and closed the door. Now smiling, she followed her husband with his burden."I can.