She finally just stood there. And her face was red, but she spoke."It's a dirty fantasy of mine. I've played hockey for years. And I've always wanted ...o fuck a ref. You're cute as hell, funny, talked to people, and I liked your personality. I was curious. And you kind of caught my eye," she said."Wait. Like serious? You're not kidding?" I finally said."Nope. I'm not innocent by any means. But I'm not a total whore. I've done some things. But not this. It's a fantasy of mine. But don't worry.. She even made an apple pie for desert.It was during desert that Kevin dropped his bombshell. He said, "I want to go to Florida on spring break with some friends. We have a place to stay and we'll be back before classes resume."His dad looked at his mom, and together they looked at me. His mom asked, "Are you going too, Kim?"Nervously, I nodded my head, not really sure what to say.Mrs. Sparks turned to her son and said, "Would you and Kim mind leaving us alone for a few minutes? I need to talk. So, secure in her protective shield of anonymity, she quickly resolved that, in order to bring this quasi-consensual rape session to an end, as quickly as possible, she was not only going to do whatever it took to gratify these ugly little assholes, she was going to enjoy herself while she did it. After all, if getting fucked was inevitable, she might as well make the best of it. As she refocused, with renewed enthusiasm, to watching them suck her tits and her, at-full-attention, nipples, she. “I’m 25 and you look a bit younger than me.” “Age is just a number, and you have what I want!” I pushed her back against the wall, letting my desires take over. I leaned down, sliding my hand through her hair, bringing her lips to mine. I felt her tremble as she quickly went to work on my buckle, pushing my jeans and boxers down. She pushed me back and got down on her knees, looking up into my eyes as she wrapped her lips expertly around my swollen shaft, pumping it in her fist at the same.