She tried showing her love but I never responded in a positive way.And after sometime, I stopped talking to her when we had a fight …Almost after 5 ...onths we got in touch again and started talking but her feelings were intact and mine too…We started talking normally and there were only a few days left for my birthday.She called me at 12 to wish me and then we were having a normal conversation later..She started flirting with me too which I responded to tease her a bit and slowly we went ahead. Standing in my doorway was a young woman wearing a green bikini top that barely contain her tits, tight red shorts and stood barefooted. She had long blond hair that fell halfway down her back. "Hi, I'm Jenny, Sarah's sister. Who are you?" "I'm Peter, an old friend of Frank and Marci's,” I said. “I just arrived,” I added, trying not to ogle at her body. "I just arrived, too, from California. How long are you going to be here?" she asked, walking in, looking around the room then came to the. Then he grabbed a Dildo from the trolly and started to ease it into my ass and as he moved it back and forth I hered him unzip his flies and I then felt his cock trying to work it's way into my ass with the dildo still inside me and it took him a while but he soon had them both inside me and was fucking me quite hard. He grabbed some else off the Trolly and I felt him ease it over my cock and then I felt vibrations all over my cock and Sir would up the power for a couple of minutes then just as. He’d just called her ‘ma’am.’ What the hell was that supposed to mean? Her room was standardized, just like all Overwatch outposts. Clean, silver gray metallic walls and floor, overhead lighting, and the simplest of amenities. She took her time removing the bulky charge suit and placing it in her locker. She then stripped off the full underwear stocking and hopped directly into the hot shower. She let the water coarse over her body, and began to relax. It had been a difficult day. Their mission.