I pushed two fingers into her. She never flinched as my fingers entered her, in fact, it felt that her pussy was sucking them in as quickly as it coul.... With my fingers, up to my second joint inside her pussy, I started to retract and push them into her in unison to the rocking train. The girl was pushing her bum back onto my fingers whenever she could; her eyes still staring nonchalantly at the guy opposite her as if nothing was happening. At one point, when the train stopped harshly at South. There too was a variety of sizes, and yet regardless of the size there was something majestic, something hypnotic, that drew me in like a moth to a flame.Another text:You better be on your way, cocksucker. I'm giving you right of first refusal and then I'll go and find another white boy who thinks he's straight.Get here now. This is a once in a lifetime offer.Before I even knew it, I was putting my shoes on. Even as I started walking to the washroom, only ten or twelve minutes from my dorm. I asked; “Do you want to talk about this ‘excitement’ or ‘fun’ problem?” I was hurt, sad, and mostly angry so I added; “Isn’t it nice that you can talk to your sister about ‘our problems’ but you can’t talk to me.”Jane started to say something, but only sobbed and ran out of the room. I heard the bedroom door close and went into the living room and sat down to think about what I had heard. I must have lost track of time because I woke up the next morning still in the chair in the living room.I. And there were the dreams… A crazy thought bubbled up inside me. I knew that Horton’s case was lost to me. A tingling buzz, spurred on by my slightly inebriated state, came alive between my thighs. She had cornered me against the wall, one arm extended right next to my head, and her glowing, emerald eyes just dared me to object. A pretty silver locket with a pearl decorated her cleavage, hinting at delicious, naughty softness further down. “Can I? I’m pretty sure you’re much too uptight to.