She had already given up on the thought of trying to subdue her arousal as it was already to far set on and as she walked around the long corridor she...looked forward to relieving herself in the shower . passing room 313 she didn’t even look at it and within a minute she was outside her own door as she hunted for her room key she help it up to slide it through the lock when she paused . ‘ what the fuck Cass , you’re a single woman , go and have a drink with him ‘ . she thought , what’s the harm. I went into my bathroom and checked my self out. I dressed in such a hurry I was almost shocked that I pulled it off. "Thank God I brought this dress in today," I thought. The more I looked at myself the more I liked what I saw.I know that Lucky wants me to look like a whore for the soldiers from Fort Carson. And it did benefit me very well. It allowed me to do some of the most outrageous things I had ever thought of. And many that I just let happen by being so easy for the men to have sex. .. the other girl (shes white btw) was shocked and walked under the shelter... so its now just me and the black girl at this moment and the traffic thats driving past which i am not worried about at 5:50 in the morning ... shes watching me im lookin at her and im stroking until this old indian man walks up but i pay him no mind she looks at him like "can you please leave im enjoying the show") [this is dead ass shit im telling you guys i can not make this up] so now im gettin close to busting a. "No, please! I've never done that before!" I cried out. "Then you need to learn." He replied as I felt him push into me. White hot searing pain shot through me as I felt like he was tearing me apart. His hands gripped my hips as I helplessly steadied myself, tears of pain running down my face as he plunged his hard cock in and out of me. Utterly helpless on my knees, dressed like a whore and being fucked like one, I felt something new. My cries of pain became moans of pleasure as I felt my cock.