After those twenty minutes, there was a knock at the door. "Shit," she groaned, quickly rising up. "I think my mom and dad came back early." I’d been riding the subway to work for three weeks now, but tonight’s journey home was the worst, the points had failed up line and when I got on, I was pinned between two guys. I had needed to put the finishing touches to a Solo client presentation and it had all gone wrong and I was leaving at 8.00 pm and here I was still trying to get home at 11.00. In the carriage I could not reach the handles, but I did not need them, I was so wedged there was no way to move an inch. I could faint but no one would notice till the carriage emptied. The train hurtled from station to station. It was so hot and we were Brunette so wedged in and then the train drew to a halt. It stopped, no movement, minutes passed, the guys in front and behind were talking to each other in an Eastern European language, saying things to each other, then looking at me and grinning at each other. They were big guys, building site types huge muscles clear for all to see and their sweat wafted off them I could feel them pressed into me. I was uncomfortable ass from the heat and from their obvious leering and talking about me. Drips were running down my face, my blouse sticking to me. My ample cleavage being exposed, but nothing made me feel more uncomfortable than the rubbing against my Fingering ass from behind. More was said and I felt a hand moving up my stomach, I was looked straight in the eyes, daring me to raise the alarm, a hand rested on my breast, from behind the hem of my skirt raised, a hand stroked my naked buttock. I wanted to say something but the eyes of him in front told me I’d be hurt if I did, but would I on a crowded train, shouldn’t I take the risk, was it just fear that prevented me from saying something, my breast being held, my buttocks stroked, flesh on flesh. The hand squeezed my breast, kneading it from its base to my nipple, pulling and squeezing. The hand on my ass squeezing and then moves down and slips inside my thong. Hoping he does not realise I am getting wet, realise that despite my reluctance, I am excited by this attention. My blouse is untucked from my shirt and he pushes up into my bra, cupping my boob, squeezing my nipple between his fingers. I gasp and I see a woman looking quizzically, she catches my eye, I’ve seen her before a regular traveller, I am sure she knows what is happening and will see me on this train again, I could ask for her help, but I gasp again and avert my eyes. Now they both cover me, hiding me from my fellow squashed passengers. A foot goes between my feet and shuffles them wider, opening the gap babe between my thighs wider, easing his access into my pussy, and now he knows how much this is exciting me and he looks to his mate and says something else they Laugh and my breast is squeezed and kneaded more as two fingers are slipped into my soaking cunt with real ease. Frigging my pussy, my legs so weak, I have to lean against the assaulter of my breasts, my head goes on to his shoulder. Again I see the woman looking at me, she knows what’s going on, she mouths slut. I am embarrassed and blush, but it also sends shivers of excitement through my body. Suddenly the train, lurches and at the same time the fingers come out of my pussy and one enters my tight, puckered hole, the only thing ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own pussy juices to ease his entry and as he changed holes, the hand on my breast moved down and started to manipulate my clit, stroking and pinching. She adjusts the top over her breasts as she gets Fingering closer. The crazy thing is Chris use to date her sister! This Solo was very, very bad the power she was feeling was even beyond what Merlin had. “I’d say you are into it.” ass Cindy continued. "Ha, you see, Mom and Dad, Lil understands," Rose said before she took another bite. Now with Ronda between her legs and eager to give Devil the lesbian show he wants she opened fully allowing Ronda to shove all 10 inches inside her. Tim groaned. These dainty Caucasian men - if you want to call them "men" - take care of their black "husbands" by washing their socks and dirty undashots, keeping the cell clean, massaging his big tired muscles after he been out in the yard pumping iron, an, of course - babe servicing him sexually. Morganna was quickly scanning the young woman then she looked back to Drenna. Tommy moves up near her head, and smiling, rubs the tip of his penis back and forth across her lips. I had a new sex slave, a servant of the God Krab. As his partner came in to the back area Brit had her ass filled with come. “Secondly, you should have told me right when May asked you. Brad was on a roll, he felt in control, daring, so he pressed, “Promise? He took a deep breath and seemed to relax, "Actually, I do like it." She bent forward at the waist, peering around her long, muscular legs. I managed to survive 2 of them but when the third mate took over he managed to take me over the edge. It was then that the guys phones appeared and they started taking photos of our pussies. Do you like it?” she stepped closer and caught my hand. She was now openly grinding her crotch on the chair and the wet spot on her pants was much bigger. His black pubic hair glistened with sweat and their commingled juices. That sent her Brunette over the edge and she screamed thankfulness as she rocked with an orgasm. My mind was tearing itself apart, trying to figure out a solution to this. He opened his mouth to tell Hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. Justina’s hands slowly pulled out, the wrists pressing against the inside of my exit, dilating it, stretching it, searing horrible, wonderful pain deep into me. I was beyond screaming, beyond crying for mercy. It was at about this point in their conversation, that Lisa took a sip of her second Tom Collins, and decided that it was finally time for her to make "the move." My mind boiled in bliss. Her eyes said total lust and the need to make her cum, but Max wanted to savor every moment down here. She had her mother's playfulness, her figure petite, her blonde hair swaying about her face.