Jensen had enjoyed him well. The last time having been in the bathroom of the train station where her family had seen the young man and her son off.Sh...e remember being bent over the sink, her jeans shoved around her knees, her panties stretched between her thighs, and the boy's firm grip on her naked hips. Holding onto the sink for dear life as the boy pounded her from behind, his pace hard and fast as they did not have a lot of time.She remembered being disappointed at how quick and quiet they. We talked about the plans for our trip and finally, because of the worry of not getting tickets in time, I said ‘yes’. My fate was sealed – the plan was to drive over early on Saturday morning, watch the afternoon game and then spend the night together in a nice fancy plush hotel.I don’t remember much about the game as I was thinking too much about the night to come.After the game, we checked into a room on the fifth floor of the hotel, and both freshened up with a shower, albeit separately. I. Miss Cassia wouldsurely not want me to answer with my real name, and she never gave meanother one. She always called me "sweetheart" or "sissy."When I saw him starting to get impatient, waiting for an answer, I simplysaid, "I am Miss Cassia's sissy, sir."Fortunately, Miss Cassia wasn't too long and came back to me. She helpedme to my feet as she mingled some more. A little later, one of the menwho's cock I sucked came over and started whispering to Miss Cassia. Sheseemed hesitant, but the man. Us ne khud hi apni cunt aur mere dick per oil lagaya, aur kaha ke mujhe chodu na pleaseeeeeeee, abb aur mat tarpao, plleaseeeeeeee, pleaseeeeeeeee, mein kab se tarap rahi hoon.Please aaj meri khuwaish pori kar do pleaseee, pleaseeeee,phir mein ne apna dick us ki cunt ke sorakh per rakh ker daka laga to mera dick ruk ruk kar andar janee laga, aur woh dard se chilane lagi hjaaaaaaaa, meinnnn mareee choddo o na mujhe pleaseeeeeeee, pleaseeeeeeee, ahista ahista, pleaseeeeeeeee.Mujhe dard ho raha.