'I'm sorry but no onetold me about your request; does it matter a lot?" Yes it fucking does," snarled Karla, her frustrations from her earliertraining...session suddenly boiling over. "I don't have a lot of time formen outside of my team mates and coaches and male reporters are thefucking worst. All they can talk about is me being a girl in a man'ssport and all that shit. I clearly told those bastards not to send aguy around and what do they do, send a guy with a girl's name? Do theythink I'm. “How’s this?” He asks, referring to a chord change. I am speechless. His voice alone gets me so hot. I say nothing. Our eyes lock and I can feel his energy pull into the mood. He stands straight and tall and looks down at me knowingly. My choice to not wear a bra today has noticeably been catching his attention all day. I know he has been trying to be discrete about it, but he certainly isn’t trying to be anymore. I let him stare at my nipples, clearly distinguishable through my shirt, and bite. She looked so innocent, but there was a dirty girl who loved to suck cock determined to get as much of me down her throat as she could. The sensation of pins and needles diminished, as I could concentrate on the intense pleasurable sensation. Nurse Tina was going to all length to comfort a dying man! She told me about herself, what was going on in her life-- in a manner that reminded me of a barber-- while casually sucking my dick. It took her ten minuets of expert sucking for a week of sperm. The real Ashley was a bit in shock, he took her a few minutes to realise what was happening and that I was here beside her, watching this weird replica of herself getting heavily pounded and loving it. Anyway at some point she realised I was here watching her naked body filled with doggy cock and she started panicking. - “Oh god! What is he doing! Please Ben don’t look at this! This is so wrong! Stop it, Metamorph!”I blushed deep and looked away but the image was already printed in my mind and.