“I love you!”Then Megan and I were both laughing, but not for long, because then we were kissing as I was laying on my back with Megan laying on t...op of me.The apron was tied in the back and I quickly untied it, before rolling Megan over onto her back. As soon as Megan’s naked backside encountered the cold tile floor she shrieked, then we were both laughing again.I finally stood up, then helped Megan get up before scooping her up into my arms and carrying her to my bedroom. We kissed the entire. She felt like a spy, like some covert interloper. And, not for the first time, that nagging guilt returned. What if they see the camera? It was all too much. Molly quickly turned off the monitor and sat quietly for a moment chewing her fingernails and starring at her own face reflected guiltily in the dark screen. This had all been a terrible mistake and it would surely only end up with her getting in trouble. Molly stood and placed her ear to the wall … it was very quiet. She swallowed and. This place was cleaner, had facilities segregated by gender, but still fun!They had a men’s locker room and a women’s locker room. Hot tubs were either rented for your private party or you could soak in the tubs that were segregated by gender. However, they had two saunas. There was a women’s sauna and a coed sauna. If you were a shy guy who did not want to show your cock to women or didn’t want to see pussy, then you were out of luck. It never seemed to be a problem for guys!The coed. I felt so dirty and so good. Like a piece of trash, being used for his enjoyment. It hurt at first, that oh, so perfect sharp shock as he pushed past my "O" ring and into my colon. Then the wonderful feeling of fullness, only a real cock can give you. "Is that all you got?" I hissed back at him. "You fuck like an old man." I taunted him. He only had a few inches in at the time. Probably trying not to hurt me. I wanted him to drive it home, punish me. Not make love to me. .