“I feel loved, happy and safe when I am held like this. And, to me it feels just as good whether you hold me or Donald does. That’s part of why I ...as so grateful that you gave him and me alone-time last night. Jeff, in our fantasy you just begged Donald to fuck my brains out and to make me pregnant with his baby. Please focus on the good aspects of my relationship with him and please don’t think that either of us thinks less of you or that you no longer matter.” Audrey continued, “probably. He felt a sense of wonder for everything that his association with five very special women had given him. Penn gazed with love and adoration at Pamela's fine beauty, and stroked her milk-white breast, the nipple still erect, and moist.Pamela, now only pretending sleep, gently lifted back her robe to reveal what lay beneath. Penn had never seen Pamela naked, and could not resist regarding her in all of her beauty. At first he thought that the light was bad, as his impression was that her tummy. Her eyes meet mine and her mouth opens slightly as she watches me. My eyes are wide. I wonder what I look like? I'm pressed against the pole once more and my mouth opens. And then the train doors open and the pressure relents. The train empties out. I turn around, but he's gone. The attractive woman is still looking at me. I'm sure my face is flushed. I smile at her, partially embarrassed but still aroused. She smiles back. I straighten my blouse and jacket. The next stop is mine.. Your frig your clit, rubbing in fast circles, shoving fingers deep inside your burning hole to lubricate them. My attention swaps between watching you finger yourself, and admiring the mess I am making of you; your eyes are watering, crying from the throat fucking I am giving you, your mascara running down your face, marking you as a cock hungry slut. I pull my cock out again, to slap your face with it, stinging your lips, rubbing it against your nose, so you can smell the sex, feel the heat of.