"Rod very enthusiastically said, "Yes, I am ready." All right then, let's go upstairs and meet your date for today!"So Rod followed Rosalie up the gra...d staircase and as he looked over thebalcony he was amazed that he had never seen this building before. It wasactually set up to look like a grand hotel that would be a destinationinany big city.As they moved closer to the room, Rosalie and Rod make some small talkabout the other amenities in the building. They had a beauty salon forall of the. I didn’t need to look to see what was going on, and grabbed my jacket and put it in my lap just as the conductor arrived.“Ticket, miss?” he said. She gave it to him, he punched it, said “Thank you, enjoy your journey,” and left.I kept the jacket in my lap and looked at her, but she was busy with her phone again, almost acting as if the last ten minutes never happened. But my throbbing cock said otherwise. She kept tapping on her phone for what seemed like forever, then she glanced at me and,. Her angel voice gone, but her normal voice sent me into a craze!I grabbed her firm ass cheeks and really started to pound her ass. Holy fuck, it felt great; the combination of her juices and my spit was keeping her tight little hole plenty lubricated. I wasn't in control of my actions anymore; I was ramming my cock all the way in and slamming my body hard against her. Every time I pulled back, her ass would tighten and grip onto my cock. Then each time I pushed in she knew to relax to allow. Very serene. But then I made a terrible mistake: I became twelve years old. And the land wasn't serene anymore, it was just flat. The trees didn't seem to grow. People just walked in and out of my life as if I weren't there, while I wasn't going anywhere or doing anything. I kept saying, hey, there has to be a next moment somewhere. Y'know? There has to be a rest of me. So what do I do? I move to Manhattan and get stepped on and honked at like everybody else." But it doesn't stop you," I said,.