I looked round, oh shit we're still on the lounger. Weird though, there's a blanket over us. How did that get there?"Gary, wake up, we need to get bac... in the house." Wha ... Ehhh where are we?" Outside, by the pool. We fell asleep here, but somehow we've managed to gain a blanket."I heard a splash, then steady strokes as someone swam towards us."Morning Amy & Gary, do you not like the bed in your room?" Oh, good morning Geoff. Oh the bed's probably fine, but we were a bit whacked out from the. I had seen and photographed numerous non-virginal pussies by then. (My regular readers know that I had fucked a baker's dozen of those as well! Pam knew that I had been fucked by them also, thus she was doubly frustrated that I of all people could not render her pussy to a serviceable state of being!)I was no expert at popping cherries. All of the pussy's that had ever serviced me were well beyond the virginal state. Pam's was the armor plated Cherry from Hell!I assured Pam that we would do it. ....I apologized for my friends comments about her. Gina kept walking and her first words were "I don't care, I get it all the time." She didn't seem phased by it or at least I couldn't tell from the tone in her voice. Gina was tough, I liked that. I introduced myself and then offered to carry her backpack for her. She seemed surprised by the offer and somewhat reluctantly gave me her pack to haul. It was soaked from her sweaty back. I didn't mind.We walked to her dorm building. Just talking. For me, total satisfaction is possible but difficult to achieve. I can only achieve it with a special man who is very well endowed. Most women have the spot that gives them satisfaction close to the entrance to their vagina. Mine is very deep inside me and can only be stimulated by a thick penis that can penetrate far enough to reach it.”“So you’re a size queen. I’ve heard about it but never thought I would meet one.”“There is more as well. That special spot seems to be hidden most of the time.