I wonderedhow long I had been out.Once I tried to move, I was reminded of the blow I had taken to my ribsby my newfound difficulty breathing. I strugg...ed to my feat and lookeddown to examine myself. My shirt was warped from Jack grabbing it. Icould see bloodstains on it that appear to have originated from cuts onmy arms from the branches of the bushes. My hair, as well as the restof my body, was covered by dirt and leaves. My inability to open myright eye was a guarantee that I now had a black. Gently inserting the finger into me a little way. It was heating me up. There was a deep trembling within me as the tension built up inside. My cock was hard, rock hard. Now he was massaging slippery coldness onto my... opening... hole... asshole. I ached for him. I wanted, I needed him to fill me. Then I felt the warmth of a hand softly stroking my ass, and I awakened next to... ... a stranger.I dreamed. I dreamed I had a female lover next to me in bed (I wonder what Gene would think of. I tried to change the subject by asking her how Bandit was and if he had missed her. She said that he was glad to see her. She added he was pretty persistent even sticking his nose in her crotch which could be embarrassing. I said that I hated when male dogs did that, but I was thinking for myself that I hoped I had not corrupted her dog. But I had a doubt about Caroline and her sweet Doberman sharing some “playing” at her bed from time to time…When Caroline left, I closed the door and breathed. I had on my bikini and Melissa took the shower head down and began to rinse the sand from my body.Replacing it she turned me round and undid my top.I just stood, fearing to move, afraid of what might happen next. I suddenly felt soapy hands all over me, tickling and exploring my body, massaging all the right places. I could feel her little erect buds sticking into my back as her soapy hands began to caress my breasts and tease my nipples to stiffness.I could feel my juices leaking out of me as.