“What are you traveling for? You’re not carrying a laptop, so I doubt it’s for business.”“My grandfather died. Unfortunate, but expected. Ju...t a bit odd that the funeral is today.”“You’re not... superstitious... are you?” she asked. “My family has a history of dealing with spirits. I’d like not to brag, but I’m unfortunately gifted with visions,” I replied, trying to keep my mind off my boner.She asked about my visions twenty minutes later.“So, you can see into the future and shit?”“Well, not. It had been a long time since she had cum so quickly and it took her completely by surprise. Two fingers deep inside her cunt and a thumb pressing against her clit, combined with being outside in broad daylight worked their magic. Her knees got weak and she began to moan longingly into his mouth. “I need to fuck you, whore,” he said. “Lie down and get ready.” She pulled her dress up over her hips, lay back on the pine needles, and spread her legs. He knelt down, lined up his cock and shoved it. It was the best and longest hug of my life, during which we talked. I even offered her to put her hands inside my jacket for warmth as the evening got cooler. I still can’t remember her name. But I remember she wanted to be a veterinarian, and was unsure about working and student loans. We were all wrecked by student loans and clinging to our breath in prayer that there’d be enough money to finish our degrees. With the amount of fear and stress we all felt economically, socially and. It got me thinking that maybe it was time to reinstate the pool table as a central part of our lives. It had been moved to make way for a few building projects but now that we were finished with them there was no reason to put it back in its rightful place. I imagined Sharon on the table with her legs splayed open taking my cock as she had done more than once before. One of Sharon's fantasies was to be jerked off on by several men at one time. I knew that she would like Stan and Dan who were.