What really struck Gaby was how normal it all felt. She would soon be aprofessional escort, yet she didn't mind. Ashley was right, their clientsjust w...nted a service; there was no morality to it. Technically, it wasn'teven illegal.Gaby shifted her thoughts to living in California. Ashley's home was acondo near the beach in Malibu. Ashley had told her that she never broughtclients there."The area is pretty cool as everyone minds their own business. I'm surethey suspect something, but no one asks. I enjoy a row of seats to myself. As the train departs, I look up from my book to see a very cute red head has sat down in the row across from me. I check here out from head to toe as she types into her cell phone. She has beautiful strawberry blonde hair, milky white skin, and great profile. Her breasts are large and I notice them slightly shake with the train's movements. I try to get to back to my book, but I can't help but continue to steal glances as her breasts as they shake with the. And the sight to which I woke up to was awesome. He was not wearing any underwear and his balls were hanging free. I could not take my eyes off those large hairy nutsacks. Involuntarily I was licking my lips and my tiny cock came alive. A small tent appeared in front of my shorts, even I wasn't wearing any underwear. I wasn't sure if he saw me staring, but he adjusted his position so I got a better view. It had been less than 2 days since I got fucked but, I was horney as hell. And this view. I hate you, fucking bastard. Give me your fucking cum, asshole. Cum in my pussy now! Hurry before they get here, you stupid asshole." She has noticed the cops and doesn't care about getting caught, as long as she get's off before it happens. It's hard to keep my mind clear enough to spot "them" while watching to make a last-minute getaway. I figure I have about 10 or 15 seconds before it's too late. I'm almost there. Amelia starts bucking Brandi's face, her pussy making wet sloshing sounds.