..if you read the other stories then you know what i mean. if you have not read them, take a moment and read them. you'll know what i mean when i call... Nadine a whore. she loves to be called names....in fact she calls herself all the nastiest names you can imagine even in different languages.for obvious reasons Nadine is not her real name but i'll describe her to you again since some of you have asked. she is a light skinned African American woman. if she stands she would be about 5'3" with B. Just as I hoped to see through Olivia's nightgown.The door opened, revealing Olivia in the translucent garment. There was only a hint of breasts, but her thin torso was plainly visible. She'd let down her hair, dark and full, a bit longer than shoulder length. It was wavy and curvy even damp, nothing like her body shape. She'd brushed out all the foliage.I took a deep breath. "I can explain why your mother put us in the same room and gave us dissolving swim suits. She wants us to have sex." Oh,. She was getting horny for sure, grabbing me, pulling me inside, so it was obvious she was used to a quick fuck and done. I moved in her, watching her response and I could see she wasn’t going to take long. I had plans for a lot more so I thought let’s get her off then push her a bit for some real action.I worked her pussy, matching her thrusts, watching her face, listening to her sounds. She didn’t realize she was being deliberately worked over. Soon she was riding hard, panting, and next thing. " We just finished putting everything away. We decide to go out to supper. We chatted through our meal, and then we had a couple drinks. We get back to the cabin. You take me by the hand and lead me to the room. I lay on the bed, you are on top of me. You kiss my neck. hmmmm. You kiss down to my tits, you massage them, you pinch my nipples. "Oh, yes, hmmm." You know how much I like my nipples pinched and sucked on. You worked your hands down my belly. You lick around.