But you will get blocked in soon. The snow has started again, and the roads are freezing. I wouldn’t want you to spend the night in a cemetery.’ M...rie had to smile, despite herself. It had been a longtime since anyone had cared where she was or how long she would be gone. No one even cared whether she lived or died. ‘It is very sweet of you Sir, but, you see, it’s the anniversary of my husband’s death and I just wanted to talk to him again.’ The man had approached as she spoke and ended his. "Here, you can sleep in this tonight" he said, holding up a tiny pinksatin chemise and a matching pink thong.Drying myself off, I eagerly dressed again in the items that Mark wasoffering to me, instantly feeling once more like a sensual, sexy womanwith my wet hair falling over my still beautiful makeup free face. Markkissed me again, long and lingering and wet as we sat on the bed togetherand I imagined that I was a beautiful girl eagerly awaiting spending herwedding day with the man she loved.. “This feels so good Naina! Your ass is amazing and I can’t believe my cock is inside it.”“Yes, your cock feels so good wrapped in my ass.”I started to fuck her ass now, slowly at first. She loved it as she shouted ‘aaahhh aaahhh’.“You fucking slut. Be my whore sister.” I went ahead and increased the pace of my fucking, until I was just ramming like a bull in that busty ass of hers. She was literally shouting like a dog “aaa aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.” I fucked her ass like that. "I know. Have a seat, I'll be right back." She left the ice and trudge towards the locker room. Warren watched her go, bemused, and watched her return a few minutes later. She was carrying a pile of blankets and quilts."Watcha doin, Sophie?"She skated out to the middle of the ice, and lay all the blankets down, one on top of the other, except for one. That one she rolled up at the end of the pile."What am I doing? Well, I know this isn't the Olympic ice, but I'm making one of your fantasies.