“Nurse? Can you get me an adult three-x sized PJ pants and shirt? If I don’t rip them trying to squeeze into them, I will as soon as I try to move...”She laughed for a long time before saying, “Hey, an old woman can try to make sure she can see every inch of your amazing body outlined for all to see. You have multiple combinations and sizes in your room when you choose to dress.”“As much as I like it, I’m probably going to have to cover up after everyone gets a look and feel. I’m causing the. I hovered above him, letting him lick and tease my double d tits as I grabbed his cock again. I swirled it around the entrance to my sopping wet pussy, licking my lips. “You want this pussy?” I whispered, arching my neck and letting my tits move fully into his face. I felt his cock throb beneath my fingers and a muffled, desperate yes. “How bad do you want it?” As I said it he thrust himself up into me and I cried out, arching backwards onto that lovely, filling cock. He slammed is hips against. There was a cabin cruiser moored to my right. I could barely make out part of the boat’s name emblazoned on the white hull – ‘something Valkyrie.’ The view over the lake was a familiar one for me. I saw almost this exact view from my bedroom window at the Lodge. But this wasn’t the Lodge’s dock. That left only the dock at Angel’s Point Inn on the other end of the mile-long stretch of beach from the Lodge. I wanted to look around – no, I _wanted_ to turn around and run. Alas, neither of those. Secondly, although most women like to have their gates of heaven opened wide by a thick man tube, not all girls can take it. Such was the case with Amaya. Shortly after I graduated from the rink dink community college in southern Utah, I moved to upstate New York where I attended Cornell University. Like most other Ivy League preppy bastards, I resided in a Tudor mansion fraternity house while I finished out a bachelor’s degree. It was at this fraternity house where I met many interesting.