One of the women was carrying a small blue and white cooler, which was only big enough to carry a six pack of beer.We watched as they settled in.Curio...usly, both white women sat on towels that were positioned on the ground at either side of the black stud's chair. I looked around to see that​​ there were 3 or 4 extra chairs at the other end of the pool. I wondered why he didn't get the chairs for them. Bob was the first to mention it."Damn! Why isn't he being a gentleman and getting them. Laughing at me he said, “You haven’t got a fucking choice. Now go and get some cream or oil or something. It’ll make it easier for you.” With that he smacked my arse, twice, and made me get off.The empty feeling in my pussy and the stinging sensation on my buttocks were only matched by the shame that I felt as I walked naked into the bathroom looking for the baby lotion that he was going to smear on my backside so that he could fuck my arse.When I entered the bedroom he was standing beside the. The next thing you knew you woke up with a splitting headache. The fellow was lying beside you and he wasn’t nearly as handsome and charming that you thought he was when you were boozed up. Am I right or am I wrong?”“You’re pretty much right but I did regret those times. That counts for something, doesn’t it?”“I suppose so.”“Besides, if I’m going to have a guy’s baby, I want to be married to him or at least have known him for more than five minutes.”“So you want commitment. Is that. A sudden feeling of disgust swept through her, almost at the same time her body spasmed again and she came hard on his cock for the she-didn't-know-how-many-times that day. He continued to fuck her and she was helpless to even slow him in his pursuit.Sobs now wracked her body, tears running down her face when Susan saw Betty step through the cabin's open door. 'Oh thank god!' she thought in her haze, 'this is over.'"Randy, you old fool you left these behind. You know I can't stand a beard, so.