” I walked with her without uttering a word.A thousand clueless thoughts ran in my head. If she intends to have sex with me, then I will be the damn...luckiest guy on this earth. She was not looking like a 35 years lady. Huge firm boobs, sexy ass tight inside the pant. Slim hips, thick full lips, and a clean, rugged face.She was really hot. She took to the third floor, and we walked into the room. She told me that she was here for a meeting and wanted to have fun. She did not want to scare me, so. ***** [B.012] Pantie Raid In Hell *****Normally I tend to write stories with happy endings. Not in this case.It was an attempt to write a bad ending. Nothing beats landing in hellas the bad ending, right? However, midway through writing, I came upwith a lot more of possible content. Chronicling the long journey forTiffy through this hell finding redemption and rebirth at the end. Inthe end, I decided against it and did go with my initial story plan andlength. Mostly because why should a bad. . but it only would be on our 4th session that the experience that the energy would no longer be containable… the massage that day had started as usual... when she had finished with my back and turned me around that my eyes brightened in awe... in total discretion she had shed all of her ther****t clothes and stood there in front me... her stark naked body on display with all of its splendor… a sight I had masturbated so many times while desperately waiting... I was now fully devouring her. On the desk in her large cabin was a little note on her personal pink stationary that she had written to her mother, explaining that when the love of her short life didn't show up on the Titanic because her father bought the young man off, she lost all reason to live any more. The note continued that she blamed her death on her father's overbearing desire to control every facet of her life.Putting the hand-written tear-stained note back down on the desk, Eddie glanced through some of the other.