Was he making amove on my fantasy boy? "Jamal, I have to leave for an emergency business trip and I'm takingBryan with me." I spoke up breaking th... moment between them. Bryan lookedat me funny, probably because I never took him on any of my business tripsbefore. "Really?!" Bryan said excitedly. "Where are we going?!" "I have to fly out on Friday to Miami, we'll be staying at a niceresort hotel and everything." I added "And Jamal, I got the dates mixed up,Ben is coming home. She still stood proudly in front of the girls’ locker room mirror and admired her body, singing the chorus from “Don’cha,” and occasionally bumping and grinding as she sang, but the more public displays—like descending the main stairway in a thin t-shirt—had stopped. Some of the boys asked why. “I don’t feel like it,” she snapped. She couldn’t very well explain she was going to give it up for Georgetown. “I’ve been doing that for the last three years. Get over it.” It was difficult to do that.. Fuck my ass. Fuck me – fuck me – fuck me!”So, I did. Fuck it, that is. And I can say I wasn’t all that nice about it. I began to really pound into her harder and deeper with each and every stroke, bruising her inner walls.“Harder, eh? You want me to fuck your ass harder, little girl?”“Yes, Daddy, harder. Fuck your little girl’s ass harder. Shove your cock up my ass so deep and hard it hurts.”So I put my back into it. I gripped her hips and began slamming my cock deep into her ass, each stroke. Gah! Of all the times to get stuck behind a group of leggy blondes.Don't get me wrong, I would usually be glad to take an extra minute toget a good look, but not when I have to get to this train and they'rejamming everything up.I bet they work over on Wall Street, either that or one of the agenciesup in Midtown. They were all dressed nearly identical. Crisp blouse,tight skirt, and impossible, sky high heels, the only differencebetween them being the handbag each carried as they clacked.