As our fellow team mates said their ‘See ya laters’ and logged off the voice chat, Melissa and I were alone. I secretly cherished those moments al...ne with her as we talked about what went wrong and came up with better tactics for the upcoming matches. She had the sweetest voice and in my mind I pictured her as one of those hot, innocent girls who did dirty things. Like in those amateur porn movies I found on the internet when feeling the need to jerk off. “Jimmy?” her sweet voice sounded in my. I exploded in her pussy as she gasped and had a violent orgasm. Aunt Jane continued to sit on me as my cock was becoming small and was swimming in her cum filled pussy. I said we should get up because I must go home before my wife suspects something. She told me she really enjoyed the time we spent together and hoped I could come back to see her soon. I arrived home to greet my wife with a kiss. She sniffed and said, "I smell perfume, where did you get it?" I knew I had been had, should I tell. He shook his head to clear it, hoping to bring some semblance of normality. When nothing changed, he said, “I’ll answer your questions if you answer mine. Who are you?”The man glared at him. “I’m the First. Not the first First, of course. She’s dead. So’s the second. The second First, I mean. I suppose he was the Second before that, but I didn’t meet him until he was First. Now you. How old are you? When were you chosen?”“I’m twenty-two. I don’t know what you mean by chosen, and I want your. I did some perfunctory washing, concentrating on removing the make up. None was better than too much. I redid some eye liner and a slight touch of lip color.The room, my room it seemed, was frilly in a preteen style. The drapery was blue gingham. The four post bed had a lace skirt, though the bed cover was hand embroidered and probably hand quilted. It would bring a small fortune in a knowledgeable auction. Once I noticed that detail, the room came alive. Everything in it was valuable, both by.