Behind the toilet door, Claire was coming – loud and noisy and obscene: “OH YEAH, FUUUCK!” But Alison barely noticed, for all she could hear was...the voice calling to her:Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.“But how?” demanded Alison in the silent but screeching turmoil of her heart. “Fucking how? I’m a fucker, goddammit! I’m a child of the Enlightenment, destined to fuck and be fucked! How can I come to You?!”No one can serve two masters. Either you will. "When we got here, you were leaning against the rock, trembling. Then you pushed yourself back like you had been burned or shocked or something." Sure you're OK?" asked April as she rubbed her roommate's shoulder."Yeah, I was just looking at those handprints in the rock, when I blanked out. Maybe I dozed off - too much studying, I guess." Handprints?" asked Steve. "There aren't any handprints here." On this little shelf," said Mandy. She ran her fingers over the smooth stone. But it was all. "Pretty good, I bet." I decided to taste for myself. She felt my tongue run lightly across her whole slit, before my lips found her clit and I began to suck. "What are you doing?" She screamed. "Stop it!" I stopped briefly and said, "Am I going to have to gag you?" "Stop it! Let me go! You can't do this!" Clearly the answer is yes," I said. I flipped her onto her back and knelled over her face. I pulled my hard cock out of my shorts and pushed it roughly against her lips. For a moment she was. Settling down, I just relaxed, feeling the heat of the summer sun on my body, gradually taking in and enjoying the surroundings. I lay on my back, and my cock lay happily against my balls, absorbing the warmth like a lizard on a rock.The couples above me were Dutch, I could hear from their conversation. One of the women was obviously feeling sexy, you don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that the way her hand was slowly moving up and down her body was suggesting that she was.