I was ... dirty.He cried out and pulled me closer. He forced his lips to mine.I didn't resist. I couldn't fight him. But I didn't return his kiss."You...aren't dirty," he sobbed. "You're a victim. You're a victim because I'm an ignorant asshole. This is my fault. I fucked up in Vermont. I had trouble dealing with things. Unfortunately I didn't realize what was important to me until you left. I won't let you go again."I smiled at him. I really do love him."Yes you will," I said calmly, reasonably.. I am sure he had seen so many naked people that this was just part of his job. We arrived and were greeted by the staff and they took all of our things to our room they had already checked us in we just signed in our room, very nice. We decided to just go and walk around first thing and check the place out. I told my wife that I would need to relieve some of the sexual pressure that I had built up already otherwise I would be walking around with an erection she said No Problem and for the. My perpetually horny wife, Peppi, had visited me earlier for a quick fuck before spending the night with her sister, so I could go home and hit the rack.I wasn't alone. A little high school senior, Debbie, was the only other person left in the library with me. Debbie was a library page, a volunteer helper. A short, slightly plump little thing, with large tits and a bubble butt, she always wore short skirts and fuzzy sweaters. An honor student, she also got high marks for cocksucking. She also. I reached around Avery and unhooked her bra, which she then pulled off of her body, revealing her perfect breasts, a mole on the left one. The slight imperfection making her even more perfect in my mind. She began to work on her skirt, but instead of tossing it away, she just pulled it up her waist, letting it stay just underneath her breasts, exposing her pussy. Jess began to pull my boxers down my legs, again sliding them off and tossing them somewhere in the room. She kissed up my leg, much.