I'm glad to be here, I guess. Not really. More that there's obviously something wrong with me, so I guess this is my best option. I'm twenty-five. Thi... story happened when I was nineteen. You guys aren't going to like it, but I'm going to tell it anyway. I believe her name was Katie. She was petit, brown-haired, wore a white t-shirt with glitter on it and short cut-off denim shorts. She must have been a freshman like myself. We both went to college in Maine. In the dorm room of one of my. "Emmit Smith." The best Coach?" Jimmy Johnson." That's right. Okay, slut, tell me. Who's the bestowner?" Ah, Jesus, Trace!" I spanked his ass real hard. "Remember myname!" Please, Troy, don't make me say that," he sobbed. Icouldn't believe it, he was crying. I wondered whatfor. I pumped even faster, fucking him intosubmission. I tore the panties off, because they weregetting in my fucking way. Slapping the cheeks of hisass, I enjoyed their color; a nice shade of red for aformer Redskin."Who's. They turned onto the runway and immediately began to accelerate. After a short roll, they lifted off and began to climb rapidly but still well within the limits of the jet everyone saw. All those watching on the ground would see is an executive jet taking off, and not the shuttle it really was.Shortly after they lifted off Nancy stood and said, "You can now move around. There are refreshments in the galley. Please help yourself." No one moved as they were riveted on the view out the windows.. I took a shower, and shaved everything, so I was all clean and smooth for him. I took his favorite lotion and rubbed all over my body. Before leaving the room I brushed my hair which flowed almost to my ass and brushed my teeth. Once I was ready to get hot and heavy I decided to put a robe on and clean the house a bit. I knew Nathan would be home anytime soon so I had a glass of wine in hopes to relax me. As the thoughts of him lingered through my mind, I decided to play with myself. I rubbed.