The entire morning is filled with anxiety, anticipation and just a hint of sadness. She feels bad for Mr. Thomas having to play a role in a game that ...ill ultimately destroy him. And Jasmine is playing a part in that game. The only thing acting as her saving grace in having a gulf of sadness that would probably destroy her too is the fact that she will have a happy ending. It doesn’t fully eliminate the guilt already welling inside her, but does hinder its growth.After gym, she showers with the. She was stroking it with both hands, which felt so good! Then she bent over on the table a said: “Now you do the same with my butt hole.” Man she had the perfect ass! Not too big, not too skinny, perfect! I started to tease her hole with my lubricated finger. She loved it: “OH this feels so good, let’s begin, put it inside. But be very gentle and slow!” I’ve never done that before. My girlfriend never wanted to try that. This was first time for me too! I took my very wet and lubricated penis. .. hmmm, it is nice.” She kissed him as she began to stroke him. The texture of his skin was different; maybe it was because of the colour. It also wasn’t as big or thick as Tom’s. She wondered for a moment what he would think about her holding another man’s cock; not just holding it but masturbating him. She squeezed him tightly and began to stroke harder and faster. “Maybe I could do this for him and get you a nice big discount?” she said softly. He shook his head and moaned a ‘no’. “They. I stared then at him, saw his sobbed, “I’m sorry, love," pleas. He loved her.I’m abandoned. She hates me! He loves her! I’m nothing!Throwing the false safety of the sheet aside, I scampered out of bed, grabbed my clothes and purse, ran out of the bedroom, and dressed on the run down the spiral staircase. As my feet felt the cold cement garage floor, I realized I’d left my panty and a pearl necklace William had given me as a present behind.In the garage, hopping around, my blouse and skirt.