When they had gone their separate ways, so had that magnetic connection.None of that was working its way through his head at this moment. At thismomen... he was more concerned with why, after emerging from the tunnel, hewas wearing a white pleated skirt.Or why his legs seemed smaller, smoother.Or why he suddenly felt long hair.Why he was wearing a pink T-shirt.Why he inexplicably looked like a girl.His first reaction was to check out everyone else on the train. He wasfrantic, searching the faces. You pick me up and carry me to the bedroom, kissing me deeply the whole way. You throw me onto the bed, and I take my bra off as you play with your dick. You lean in and kiss and nibble on my nipples, everyonce in a while throwing a bite in there to keep my senses heightened. You can feel my nipples growing hard in your mouth. I feel your fingers begin to wander down to my pussy. You slide your fingers into me deep, hitting that spot inside of me. You continue to play with my g-spot. "Except when she gets all affectionate in public," Rick laughed. Amy stuck out her tongue at him. "But seriously, I used to be embarrassed by her hanging all over me all the time, but now I just don't let it bother me." So what happened between you two?" asked Jeff.Rick and Amy both turned red, though they tried to hide it. Jeff suddenly had a sneaking suspicion. Could it be possible?"So do you two ever..." he said, then wondered how he could possibly ask them that."Ever what?" asked Amy."Do. He jammed his little cock up next to my pussy and started fucking me. I screamed because I wasn’t expecting it and hell this would make him feel like he was a big guy on campus. I managed to maintain my balance because he held me steadily on all fours while he pounded in from behind. He was the kind of guy who liked to pull his dick all the way out and then ram it all the way back in. I loved it that way if I got a guy who knows how to screw and has something to screw with, he didn’t have.