I wanted to jerk off. I was also about half drunk, and when we got back, I wandered off. I went over to the store that's always open, and looked for f...ashing opportunities. Never a good idea when you've been drinking. I did get a few dbs and put my hand down my pants, rubbing my cock for a few women, but nothing great until very late in the night when two women came in and I caught up with them in the housewares section. Paying attention to where security cameras were located, I pretended to be. She had been since she was eighteen, just like Melora. She had Melora when she was nineteen, but years later had the auction house take care of her daughter, where they lost contact.Melora said her mother was now owned by a super-rich land owner out in the deep south farmlands. Apparently this landowner had numerous pleasure slaves.Melora then asked me if I would allow her to travel out to this man’s homestead to meet with her mother. I was unsure whether to grant her request. The deep south. My visitor stood up and pressed himself against my back. I felt his hardness running along my shaved furrow, his slippery knob pressing against my wet opening. As much as I wanted him deep inside me, fucking me, taking my cherry, I could not risk being barebacked, at least not here, not now. I held my muscled opening tightly to prevent entrance, so he began humping me along my asscrack, making wet sticky sounds as his hard cock moved back and forth with his hip motions. I felt his whiskers on. Finally after having an internet bf for 2 years I was finally going to meet him. He was flying into Toronto and staying at a hotel Nearby. I remember sitting in the lobby anxiously awaiting his arrival. Oh, it felt like hours. My heart racIng with each passing hour. I had never had a boyfriend before, never even kissed a guy yet here I was ready to meet him.He finally arrived, I looked across the lobby of the Novotel hotel in North York with excitement. He approached me and told me he has been.