“Oh, oh God.” I moan, it feels so good after that last fuck that it my pussy aches with pleasure. He’s patient this time, waiting until he’s a... my cervix, before he humps me and squeezes past into my womb. On the back stroke he leaves my womb, then reenters it, not to come out for a while. He starts humping sparaticly, in short strokes, since he has nothing to mount. About ever ten seconds he also rears into the air, trying to locate the mare he had stuck, but only succeeds in sliding me all. I can forgive you and move on.”I wasn’t sure where that had come from, but it sounded good.Julie was looking at me with wet eyes. “S-So you don’t hate me?” she asked softly.“No, Julie, I don’t hate you.”“Can we still be friends?”I considered her request, trying to filter through the presentation of contrasting images and voices in my brain. Finally I squashed the warning sounds in my head away for good.“Yeah, of course we can.”She stood there like she was balancing on the edge of a cliff. We. No use of the L-word.”“I hate to interrupt a delicate moment,” she said, “but I did take the precaution of packing an overnight bag.”“You did, did you?”“It’s in my trunk. I’ll go get it.”“It’s cold out,” he replied. “I’ll get it.”“A gentleman,” she remarked.She accompanied him to the door. From the doorway she unlocked her trunk with her key fob. Martin dashed to the car and retrieved a small soft-sided suitcase. “I’ll set it in the bedroom,” he said.“Put it in the bathroom,” she replied. “I’d. It was kind of embarrassing, actually.”Steve smiled. “Really? Tell us more!”Liz blushed. “We weren’t actually dressed. Things got a little crazy before we fell asleep.”The others all laughed at that. “From what I’ve seen, that’s pretty much par for the course on this island,” said Steve.Babs nodded. “There’s three parts of the beach here. Here at the resort, it’s topless. Down past the sign it’s clothing optional. Keep going and you go around another little bend past some rocks, and that’s.