My next surprise was Jasmyn’s grabbing my hand and having me stand in front of the mats. Then she pushed against my body, making me lose my balance.... I flopped like a fish on the mats. She was now on top of me. Her breasts were pushing against my T-shirt, and I could feel her nipples drilling into me. Her pubes are doing a Cha-cha on John Thomas. She felt so good! When she kissed me, that did it.“Jasmyn? What?”“Shut up, Grant, and kiss me! We have forty-five minutes before my bodyguards will get. " and walked into the nearby stall, leaving the door slightly open, I knew what he wanted me to do, I debated it, should I? Shouldn't I? Oh god, what was I doing.. I swallowed hard and went for it, I walked into that stall, not sure of what I'd find or what the fuck I was doing. I pushed the door open and found him, sitting on the closed toilet legs apart, cock out and with a grin on his face "Well son, I see you came to play." he beckoned me closer and I moved closer, shutting the door behind. “You’re wet,” he said. I opened my eyes and smiled. “Please Mr. Emerson…” “Yes?” “Don’t” I felt his fingers stop…”Don’t stop…please don’t stop!” and his fingers went to work on me again. We started talking, playing. “Your body is soft,” he said. “The softest part is your cunt,” there was that word. “It’s a dirty word, Mr. Emerson.” He chuckled. “Yes, maybe, but you have a wonderful cunt. I like to feel your cunt.” Tell me what you want me to do. “Touch me more.” “What do you. Mark nimmt es schweigend hin und schaut wieder nach vorne.Als er aufblickt sieht er nur große weiße Lichter einen Lasters direkt auf den Bus zukommen.(Der Part ist jetzt aus der Original-Story, nur übersetzt)Ein weißes Licht schwebt über Mark."WOW", sagt das Licht, "du wurdest wirklich gefickt."Mark versucht sich zu bewegen, kann es aber nicht. Es fühlt sich nicht so an, als wäre er zurückgehalten, sondern eher so, als hätten er keinen Körper, der sich bewegen könnte."Ich habe wirklich Angst um.