My cock shrunk with the anal assault, but I could feel a strange pulsation building deep inside me. My mancunt began to quiver, then I began to shake,...and wave after wave of orgasm pulsated inside me, and my small cock oozed thick white sticky cum. A few weeks later, my wife and I went on a vacation getaway. She is usually not that interested in sex, but she was interested in going to a clothing optional resort for sunning. We arrived late in the evening and decided to go to the sauna area. We. Please do not feel for my past. That was then and I had to tell because it is part of my life, my story. Believe me, I had worse sex than that later on.Last, I hope the editors don’t fiddle with this write-up too much and get someone, who knows English, to edit. Every word I write is honest, meaningful and important to the story. I read and edit myself a hundred times, until I get the right emotion and expression. Anyways, my story moves ahead as my life changing experience gave me a lot of. It was like a camp ritual, I guess, but with a LOT of lust in it. We couldn’t help looking at each other. The guys had trouble walking back to the tents, something about how tight their jeans were now, and I suppose that Bridget felt the cold air in her same wet place as I did. ‘It was like we had taken in a POWER! I suppose the idea that this would be our only night together really gripped us. When we got to the guy’s tent, where Ron and I ended up, he was so strong and certain. I just lay. "Oh, do be my little slut," the man purrs as his Aura slithers and whips the air. "Do come to the car as only a good slut would."Cassie trembles, and in her mind, the curtain shimmers and undulates. Suddenly, she is the Projection outside the Projection. She sees and feels her body move to his will, hips swinging in ways she never knew they could as she strolls toward the car. She brings each foot down with a crisp retort, jiggling her breasts. Her eyes smolder, pussy steaming despite the cool.