Mera jism chaato, mujhe Zor se chhhhhhodddo.”I didn’t realize that I was so hungry for him. He removed his cock and showed me its majesty. It was ...ooo big, sooo big…. I didn’t have words. I kept looking at it.He parted my legs and entered me. My dress was thrown in a corner. My lacy white bra on the pillow. His cock smelled of sex. The white sheets and the 10inch thick bed was a marvellous thing to get screwed. He licked and sucked my shoulders both sides. And my tits were reaching out to be. "I'll get us all something to drink." Don said as he headed for the galley. "Does anybody care for something special?" "What ever you have will be fine." Janice yelled back. Don returned a few minutes later carrying a tray with wineglasses and two bottles of wine, one red and the other white. Then sitting the tray down on the small coffee table he poured everyone a drink of their choice and handed them out. Then picking up his drink he looked around the. This part will just be the bus ride to Los Vegas (38 hours long). The bus itself was very nice, one of those tour buses with TVs and a whole bunch of stuff. Remember this is a true story! As I got onto the bus, with my bag of clothing and other necessities, I thought “Dang, this is going to be a fun trip.” I walked to the back of the bus and sat down next to Rocko, one of our Wide Receivers. He was a great friend so I sat down in the middle of the three seats and nodded at him,. Even Neil Armstrong wouldn't have had a look in. The sound of my heel striking the pavement was the loudest sound ever heard. The whole world stopped to watch. They could see me for who I was. A sham. A man dressed up as a woman. They were all laughing. In fact, I could hear them laughing. A young couple, arm in arm, were walking down the street chatting and laughing. I tried to turn back to open the front door but I didn't have my key. Sarah had the keys and she was in the car. I had no option.