" As he said that last word, he winked. I swear if I was some giddy little girl I would've squealed and fainted, but since I'm not, I smiled invitingl... and started running, my skirt hiking up a few inches. I could feel the glares and the stares. As class ended, I walked into a stall and soaped up my body. Since I was turned away from the door with soap running down my face, I didn't know anyone was there until I felt rough hands grabbing my waist. I stifled a scream as I was being dragged. .. yes if that's what you want." Good girl. Now come over here. I want to snuggle."There she goes again with that good girl crap. I know it's her way ofcomplimenting me, but I wish she wouldn't refer to me as a damn girl allthe time. It's not like I'm wearing dresses. I sat next to her on thecouch and she wrapped an arm around my waist. She took a pinch of mybelly fat between her thumb and forefinger."What's your waist size Harold." Thirty two inches. I wear 32-28 pants." I think I read. Megan walked quickly away, and I heard the door unbolt and open. “Now, now,” Tiffany said, “let's put those hands at your sides. No need to be embarrassed.” I did as I was told, uncovering myself again to this stranger. Oil was slowly being drizzled on my chest as I heard, “Come on! Get in there.” It was the husky voice of the older woman. I heard the door shut and bolt. Lifting my head, I saw Annie standing with the two to other women. She was in a white robe, her hair wet. “What the. Instantly to my pleasure, her fingers went for my protruding penis and with deft fingers teased & pulled my foreskin back. As we were in a train, it was not possible for us to make any vigorous movements so she gently pinched penis exposed head & then began gently stroking the entire length of my cock up & down. Occasionally, she was fondling & cupping my testicles.I restarted my game by sliding my palm inside the back of her panty onto the soft mounds of her cold buttocks. I cupped & pinched.