What if he got mad that I came down? What if he wasn't home? What if he was with another girl? What if he didn't want to see me? So many thoughts floo...ed my mind. I felt my pulse quicken and closed my eyes tightly, trying to calm myself down while pushing the negativity from my mind. I regained my composure and pulled the black Jeep back onto the road and turned down the driveway. I estimated the dirt road to be at least a half a mile long, and as I drove further into the property, I saw fields. Perk of being a Succubus I guess. I moaned a little as she went to work on my tit, pulling on it wih her lips and licking all around it. She was amazing at it and she worked on the other one, starting to make me falter a bit on my next moan. After she was done fondling the other, she propped herself up and grabbed them, massaging them in circles or pawing at them. I kept my hands on her sides and noticed I was squeezing just a little and let go, she stopped messaging my breasts and snuck a hand. The two of us started to fight, the coaches immediately stooped the fight separated us and asked us who started it. Neither of us said that the other started it and we both were sent back to the track and told to run four laps than going to the showers. We ran and spoke not to one another as we finished the last lap, we went to the shower. Once in the shower room I retreated to the far end of the shower room and turned on a shower head. Sulking and and angry I lathered up and was about to. I realized that once again, I was underdressed. “The hotel is booked for a private event. Without an invitation, I can’t let you in.”A wild impulse to charge past the man struck me—I was a bit bigger than him, and probably faster, too—but I pushed it down and dug in my pocket. “I have this card telling me to be here. It says ‘First Knight’ on one side. Does it count?”The card vanished from my hand as he took it, inspecting it. After a brief second of him rubbing it between his fingers, it went.