One thing I was reasonably certain of was that I would be wise to not tell the whole story to Princess because I suspected her sense of humor would fa...l short of accepting the fact I had humped another one of our sisters by mistake. In fact, I was certain she would think my story of "mistaken identity" was too weak to be believed. I have to admit that even as I was pumping Lily from behind I had noticed a few signs that she was not Princess but I was far too inspired to stop the action. I guess. Not here. Not today. As my companion tensed and groaned, and there was a twitch in my hand as his cock spunked out jet after jet of hot, thick cum, he forcibly removed my hand, and manually pumped the last few drops from his oversensitive prick. Meanwhile, the older guy and the younger guy were quickly approaching their own happy endings.My companion to the left moved himself to the stalls and used some toilet roll to clean his prick, before zipping himself up and making a hasty retreat. I. Those words sounded so alien. It couldn’t be under attack. America was the strongest nation in the world. She didn’t think of it with pride or boasting patriotism. It was simply a fact. America was the world’s leading economic and military Super Power. She felt no real connection to it. America was just somehwere she lived. When she thought of America, she thought of megacorporations and a polluted environment, the hateful fundamentalists that kept her from being able to marry the woman she. "She held me tight, her hand caressing my back and hair. "I wish youcould too Sweetie. I wish I could snap my fingers and make it allpossible."She didn't say anything as I cried silently into her blouse. When mygrip loosened and I started to wipe my eyes she let me go. "Malissa, ifthis was the Reservation you would be accepted for who you are. But fornow I have to keep you safe. I will worry about you from the minute youwalk out the door until you're safely back home again. And that's myright.