As the crowd surged forward, Barry felt himself being pushed right against her. He couldn't help but smell her hair, and there was something about it ...hat turned him on, and soon he found himself standing there with a hard on, yet again! Evertime the crowd would surge forward, Barry would allow himself to be pushed into the brunette in front of him. He would sniff her hair as felt the warmth of her body pressed against his. Barry took a chance the next surge and place his hand in front of him. . this is so awful... please stop...please," Bree begs, her face awash with stinging tears, " I don't want to... please!" I knew I was a master with my tongue -- enough women have told me so, and I knew this young naive unmarried little bitch is no different from the others. My eyes squinted with wanton anticipation as I thought of my aching cock fucking into this ripe young woman's pussy, filling her sex-starved, empty belly with my hot, scalding sperm...reaming her tight little hole like. "Michael?" she asked. "Are you all right?" Good morning," I nodded."May I?" she asked as she reached out her hand to me.I nodded again, giving her everything, including last night with Sydney. And this morning's goodbye."Oh my!" she said, as she blushed slightly. Then she looked at me."You are truly a beautiful young man, Michael. That was a good thing you did for Sydney. I watched how she took care of you every day, always smiling. But I always thought she had a sadness hanging over her. If. "Snatching at the broken strap that hung out of one large tear in her blouse, Devi pulled up on the bra cup that threatened to expose too much of her flesh. Voices around her began to buzz the way they do when something anomalous occurs."I always thought she was such a sweet, shy thing," a woman said."I always thought she wouldn't say 'shit' if she had a mouthful," someone else tossed in.Devi knew what everyone always thought about her. Sweet, timid, defenseless, a real pushover — but they had.