She followed me. As she walked out, I pulled her hair and pinned her to the coach wall.“You’ll be rammed real bad for the misbehavior. Ready? Or s...ould I leave you” I asked her.“Sluts like me deserve to be rammed, I ain’t afraid of it my man” she bit her lip in a slutty manner and said this.I pulled her to a washroom of the adjacent coach. It was a big washroom in the adjacent AC coach. I bolted it and looked at my bitch from top to toe. Her sweaty face glowed in the light. Her cleavage could. I put you to bed and came out here.” “Where are my clothes?” I pointed to the patio and pulled a pillow over my head to keep the daylight from ruining my eyes. My sister went to find her clothing, leaving me to hate hangovers. I needed to go pee so I stood up just as she came back in carrying her pile of garments. I was naked but I didn’t give a shit, I was struggling to stand upright and modesty was not a priority at the time. She took a long hard look at me again and asked “Why didn’t you. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed againand sort of spun her to her side, holding one leg up in the air. I asked “Do you want to cum again?“ and barely loud enough to hear she responds “yes”. I said “Reach down and spreadyour fucking ass cheeks then.“ Carrie had stopped playing with her pussy and was laying on her side holding MIllie's right hand with both of hers. Millie reached down with her left hand and grabber her ass cheek as I pushed that leg back and picked up my pace again.. He read the next few chapters, falling in love with the story’s character and the emotions that she had for him. He found himself angry at Gerry for speaking to her like he did and his stomach growled at each description of the delicious food the caterer made. He found himself wanting to be her friend, a completely strange emotion for him and after finishing the fifth chapter, he found himself wondering what the author was like. By clicking on the name, he found the author page and was happy.