"Fuck, shit, YES! YES! YES!" she was repeating. "Faster! FASTER! FAAAASSTTEEERRR!" I was going faster and slower as she was moaning. I soon started to... moan too. At this rate, we were going to wake up everybody just in our upcoming orgasms.Within a few minutes of this, I was the first one to cum. I felt like more than some splooge coming out, almost like my passion going into her from the white stuff. White splooge splashed on the walls of her cunt, almost like a white ocean having a storm. .”“Me too.”“It’s just...”“I know. It would ruin it.”“When sex is involved,” she explained. “It becomes what it’s all about. I don’t want that.”“And I do have a girlfriend.”We laughed.Carol and I continued our relationship despite having less nights talking endlessly. We had weekends together, making out in her bedroom when her family went to their nudist camp or the backseat of my mom’s car when we had nowhere else. A friend’s bedroom when her parents went out of town.I thought it best not to. Less than an hour later, we were pulling into Vegas. It was still daylight, so the Strip wasn't as impressive as it is at night, with the neon blazing. But Jen was still impressed as we drove up from the south end, her head swiveling back and forth as we passed Luxor's pyramid, Paris' Eiffel Tower, and the Roman colossus of Caesars Palace.We pulled in to the valet driveway at Mirage, and gave the bags we'd need to the bellman. I stretched as I stepped out of the car, glad to be away from the. Keep your shit!” Her voice became shrill and began to rise in volume. Solace backed away from Rosanna, who in turn moved closer with every step Solace took. “Solace, please! Don’t make a scene!” Rosanna begged as she attempted to place what she considered a steadying hand on Solace’s shoulders. In her haste to back away from Rosanna, Solace had begun to back up into a tree with low-hanging, pointed, branches and Rosanna could see that she was in danger of falling and possibly injuring herself..