I tried my best not to go home. Most nights I stayed at Rick’s. He had come back down to West Palm for the Fall and Winter months. Unfortunately, ...is oldest daughter had moved to Fort Lauderdale and she visited him in West Palm from time to time. When she was around, I couldn’t be. On those other nights, I would crash at Jimmy’s or Kevin’s, depending on which one was home that night. I stayed with Parker one night and went home with a customer another night simply because he had a hotel. Then I looked him in the eyes. And I growled at him bucking my hips hard against his penetrating blows…My lips pressed against his and in that moment I knew he had lost control. Roles had been reversed and his body shuddered in my grasp. I gripped him tightly as I felt his warm sperm spurting inside my horny body so deliciously naughty. His moans of pleasure matched his finishing thrusts and he soon let his body collapse upon mine. I pushed into him, slowly stroking his still hard dick inside. I also didn’t want to risk my companions, so I seized the remote and pressed the right buttons to transport myself, Jenny, Carrie, Bancey, Claere, Nora, Lara, Emely, Alyse, Tenas, Justen, Damon, Arnie, and Janene out of the Game of Thrones universe. I also grabbed Cersei herself for rather obvious reasons.“Ah, here we are ... just where we need to be,” I smiled as a bunch of us stood there in the house of Eddie Fournier in Bon Temps, Louisiana.Yes, we were suddenly in the universe of True Blood. At room 240, The Hilton Garden. Mrs. R had been my guidance counselor, during my freshmen year at State college, rumor had it she was an easy lay for the jocks, of which I was not. I was surprised by the fact she was staying at the Hilton, when she only lived 20 miles away. During college I had gone from a tall out of shape k** to a “ripped” grad student after slimming down and building muscle definition, at the gym which led to my teaching physical education to a bunch of teenie boppers at a.