So she turned on her computer and I started to download the chat site for her. I could smell the perfume that she'd put on and my nose wanted more of ...t, but not yet. While we were on-line waiting for the chat site to finish downloading, Cheyanne went into the chat room that we met each other in. While we were in there, someone brought up the fact that there was chat rooms meet in town tonight."Awe... can we please go to the meet, Brian?" Cheyanne asked me with a winning smile. Who was I to. At this point, i just wanted to get that cock into my ass and make him cum before cleaning up and getting out of there, but his cock seemed so big that i didnt feel ready. i hadn't had cock in a few years, and this was big.he then said the only thing he'd say to me, ever - "turn around". perfect timing really, i wanted something in my ass!i turned around, the floor wasn't too bad but to be honest the filthiness of being in a cubicle was a big turn on!!i undid my belt, and he pulled my jeans and. .. but I didn't question it. My dick was already getting hard.She finished serving the ball and her opponent sliced it back... but the coach blew his whistle and practice was over. As her opponent walked off the court, she looked back at me for a brief moment. I was shocked out of my stare and quickly tried to look away as if I wasn't checking her out or something. Then I remember the giant bulge in my pants and threw my hands over it to try and hide it. When I looked up she was already walking. It is just a fantasy non-consensual erotica with a focus on seduction, corruption, lesbians, lesbian incest, and slut training. I have downloaded most of the pictures from the internet with no real relevance. Sexual acts without consent and Sex Traffickings are real evils in our world and obvious bad. Nor are any stereotypes in this story true. It is just a kinky story. Also, I hope people who add chapters to his story could keep physical violence to a low-level minimum, it is more about.