I just stared at Zyla. She was ridiculously beautiful. She was wearing a white tank top with no bra. I could see her tits perking though her tank top....She was also wearing ripped sky blue skinny jeans, red high heels, and a red lace thong. She had long fingernails painted red. She had red lipstick on. Zyla has huge fake boobs with a great set of tits, a sexy ass that just wiggles and jiggles with every step she takes. I stood up with just shock as JessiKa and Serana stood up. Zyla looked like. ”He hooked his fingers into her elastic waistband and pulled the stretchy exercise pants around her pantiless derriere just enough to bring her moist, swollen vulva into view. Her breath knotted at the feel of moist air on her moist snatch, at her mate’s primal snuffling at her fragrant offering. He almost dove in for a taste before a strange chemical scent he’d previously ignored drew his attention ... slightly up. He heard mother gulp and exhale nervously.“Can you see it?”One of her hands. I focused on her lips and her face and it seemed to me that there was a coarseness about her that was a bit more than I had seen on women. At that point I realized that she was looking at me very hard. Her lips opened just a bit and her tongue was visible. Not overt but not retreating. She was working on the fire that was beginning to burn away the desire for junk food. I could feel my cock swelling up. I wear a thong most days just to feel a constant stretch on my glans and to have any. Putting me at ease with a simple smile. No woman had ever done that to me before.Once aboard the train she told me her plan. "I told you that we were going to play it my way, so here it is. Ever since the first time I wore my mothers silk panties to high school under my jeans, being a woman in public has made me feel so sexy and pretty. It took me a while to get up the nerve to go out in public dressed as the woman that I am, but once I did I realized just how exhilarating it can be! My blouse.