My hands were fullthough and there was no way I could stop stroking Jack to please myself. "Hold his cock steady, I'm so hot right now, I need t...be fucked", Jess straddled Jack and pulled off her thong before shestarted to lower herself. I guided Jacks cock into her like a good sissy shouldand then sat back on the floor. "Mmmm, God his cock feels so good, sissy", shemoaned as he filled her tight hole "Oh you'd love it, wouldn't you sissy.Getting fucked by a real man?" "Yes mistress" I. Jack was giving me exactly that pleasure. I was engulfed in waves of orgasms and moaned like a bitch as my stud fucked me. I now awaited his seed to fill me up inside, but since he had already spent so much cum, I knew that this time the cock sauce would be less.Jack stopped his screwing and said he wanted to fuck me in the missionary position. He kneeled backwards and I turned around, lay down on the floor and spread my legs wide for him. He inserted his cock in my cunt and then began. We were relaxing after the girls had cleaned up from the lunch, and I mentioned, "Did you girls know that we are practically on the edge of the Bermuda Triangle?"Everybody in Florida knows what the Bermuda Triangle is, so they were intrigued by the thought. Jean asked, "We aren't in any danger, are we?"Before I could say anything, Angie popped up with, "Don't be silly, Jean. You know that is just a dumb superstition."We all laughed, and the conversation turned to other things. I was not. ”“Ok Hannah,” I replied. So, this really was the beginning of the end, it seemed.“Bye, for now, hun - I will chat again soon, promise. I love you,” Hannah said… and again, ‘offline’ displayed. I suspected that it would stay like that for a while this time.The next few days saw no contact from Hannah. Several times I thought of messaging her, but several times I thought better of it. Then, on Saturday evening, my phone buzzed with a text alert. It was from Hannah.“Meet me tomorrow? Same place….