I pushed and my prick began to slither inside her. She was totally wet, and my prick had been oozing precum ever since I'd laid on her, so the old met...phor of a hot knife going through butter seemed appropriate. She began to wriggle her hips and hump up at me to force my prick further into her secret recess. Muscles in her vagina squeezed my shaft, and seemed to suck it further into her.At last I felt the helmet tap against her cervix, and knew I was as far in her as I could get. I drew back a. . Lisa, Pete... ?"I'll tell you a secret ... even Jennifer, the head counselor, is involved. She's the one who brought all our stuff over in secret so that Hartwell wouldn't find out. The only thing that bothers me is that today is our last day here; tomorrow, we have to pack up everything and go back to camp." We do? I had completely forgotten about camp ... Ugh ... bathing suits..." said Heather."Separate showers..." reminded Karen."Having to stay 'properly' dressed..." added Ginger. "I itch. Then she finishes it by using a blowdryer, styling comb and brush and a little light spray.When she is done I can feel the hair, now my hair, since the glue seemspretty secure, falling down around and even well below my shoulders.And what wisps I see, are definitely blonder than my natural color.What have I gotten myself into, I wonder, as I realize she probablycolored my hair, too.She looks me all over and smiles and says, "You do look very pretty.I'm sure your friend will be pleased." Can I. " Our wedding and reception was being held in the Royal Flush Hotel, the hotel was footing the bill, and they knew how to put on a party. Everyone was congratulating us; Mr. Adams came up and gave each of us a hug and kiss. He said, "Mrs. Johnson, the Bridal Suite is ready for you." We both responded with, "Oh! Thank you Mr. Adams.? He shook his head saying, ?Another first for the Bridal Suite.? Kathy came up and said, ?I know you said no gifts, but I had to.? She gave both of us a box, we.