Darlene was still sitting at the table with all of the dinner dishes strewn about when the kids returned. Both of them just started cleaning up, not t...ying to get her to talk. They were sure the talking and the crying would come later.Cal had insisted on finishing practice before leaving on Tuesday, so Elaine was already waiting in the hotel room when he arrived. Bud and Robin were staying right next door. They went out on the town, but Cal had to get ready for what he expected to be a battle. Instead she felt herself pushing her tits up at him so that he could get a better view."I've got to suck on those," he said.He pushed his face down into the crevice between her soft white titties. He began to suck in her tender flesh between her tits."Ummm," Erica moaned.Those experienced lips were once again delighting her. She couldn't understand the way her body was acting. Always before it had grown so cold with a boy, but now she was hot all over. She pressed her tingling thighs. I heard a few of us men groan as she toyed with her slit, and I knew that it wouldn't be long until we all started to cover this brazen slut with cream.Mark was the first to step up, holding onto his stiff rod as thought he thought it would hop off and fuck her on its own if he didn't keep a firm grip on it. His eyes were half-closed and he groaned loud as his spunk shot onto her tits. Grinning at him, she moved her hand up to spread the thick juice all over her chest.We all started sorting. I dropped her back at her office and then headed back to mine.I sat down at my desk and took the envelope and three sheets of paper out of my pocket and spread them out on my desk. I smoothed out the sheets and noticed that the writer had obligingly numbered the pages and so I put them in order and started to read them. The letter started out, "My dearest Madeline," and I won't bother to spell out the rest of it. It will suffice to say that it was a love letter from someone named Trace. He.