I held her gently and kissed her softly. She felt my hard cock and rocked gently on top of me, grinding softly against my dick. Our tongues met and sh... moaned, letting me kiss her deeply. She unbuttoned my shirt and kissed my chest. She knew what she wanted.She licked my nipple and then down my stomach. My cock throbbed inside my pants, begging to be released. I watched her undo my pants and ease down my zipper. I helped her pull them down, freeing my cock, and she sighed. This “girl” loved. It would mean staying the night in a hotel after pitching, all on expenses of course! We travelled down in Kat's Mercedes, exchanging small talk and got on really well. I couldn't help staring at Kat's legs clad in jet black stockings which were being revealed more and more as her skirt rode up her thighs as she drove. The skirt was matched by a black business suit and white undershirt, all which I imagine were from the very expensive shelf in a branded shop somewhere! We arrived at the pitch. "Do you trust me?" she asks."Yes," I say, feeling good. Odd, but good."Do you want to be pretty?"I know the answer is yes. I've never felt this way before, but rightnow, this second, the answer is very much yes."Yes," I say."Then open your eyes."I open my eyes and look into the hand mirror she is holding before me.In the mirror is an extremely pretty, dramatic, fiery girl with a stormof blazing blond hair streaked with flame-orange. Her jaw is maybe alittle strong, her nose maybe a little big.. He found her thin sports bra and pulled his cock out, stroking it as he picks her bra up and places his cock in it. When she woke up he grunted more as he shoots his spunk inside her bra and hears footsteps downstairs, he wipes his cock with her bra and headed into her closet hiding without being seen.She smelled a foul stench coming from upstairs and made her way to where the smell came from, walking towards the smell leading it to her bedroom. She looked around and spots her door open, she.