“A nickel to carry the little satchels of the fine ladies?” he mocked, looking at the bags we carried.“Not these. Those.” I gestured behind us...where a stevedore was still piling our dozen trunks on the platform. The man’s eyes got round and he turned and stomped away. “Now inside, both of you,” I commanded. “This is not a safe place.” Katie jerked around and looked at me.“Yes, Husband Ramie,” she whispered. She took Theresa’s hand and led her into the station and to the hotel desk. I let. From the corner of her eyes she could see the other women start to undress too, and in a way she was relieved that she wouldn't have to do this alone. Finally naked she let her hand find its way down to her red haired, trimmed crotch, already wet just from thinking about this the last hour. And she started masturbating.Robert had a perfect view from where he was sitting on his bench. The sight of twenty-five women masturbating in public right before him was exhilarating, and he could feel his. She answers me with a strangled snarl of pure animal excitement. I grab her hair and push her chest down onto the dresser again, seeing red. She can feel me swell in her rectum. She squeezes her eyes shut and her mouth opens in a soundless scream.My universe comes boiling up from the ground of my being and I throw my head back, roaring, not seeing anything, lost in possession of her. I throb once, twice, and then I spit my semen into the darkness of her body with terrible force.She tries to. I will not take any names for obvious reasons.I had a friend named X and his mom was Y. We were friends from childhood and most of the time spent time in each other’s house playing on the PS and stuff like that. I had seen Y right from my childhood but I did not have any feelings for her. But one day all that changed. Me and X were playing on the PS in his house when Y came to the living room to serve us juice. The table was right in front of me so as she bent down to keep the glasses I could.