“But my fantasies didn’t even come close to ecstasy of the real thing. It was the best experience of my life. You see,” Donnia said, “Now you ...now what your wife really is. I've always been a dirty harlot at heart and now I’m a dirty harlot in action as well.”“Yes.” I said. “But you’re my dirty harlot.” I leaned over and kissed her.We finally dragged our selves up and struggled down to the beach, going for a swim to clean ourselves off. We were badly hung over and Donnia was a little slow. The. She stepped right in and hugged me. She started kissing all over my face and neck. She moaned and whispered “I want you!” as she licked me all over. I tried stopping her by pushing her away. But she forced herself on me. She couldn’t resist and suddenly she held the back of my head and looked at me angrily. I could see the anger and horniness right through her red eyes, and she said “Stop stopping me!”I let her do whatever she wants. She again madly kissed my face and neck, when suddenly a. It kind of seemed wrong so after 10 minutes I said ok I hope I helped a little. She winked at me and said yeah me too! I looked down the tent in my shorts and left the room to relieve some tension of my own. All I could think about was if I had been bolder, I might have even been able to slip my virgin cock into her tight virgin pussy or at least have her play with it. I’m 15 and I’ve never had any real action except for my own hand! After I blew my load all over my shirt I washed it up. Quite." See you then."The trip took a little over an hour to reach Bob's. When they rounded the bend on the drive, Bob waved them toward the open door of the building where the vehicles were kept. Rusty and Tom helped Terry out of the van, then carried her into the small first aid room. Stan followed, walking with Julia and his arm around her.After introducing Terry to Bob, they carefully examined her feet and the remains of the shoes. They quickly discovered that both the laces and soles were.