Are you really in a crowded train? You pump the stranger’s cock while wobbling unsteadily, trying not to collapse on the floor, your legs jelly fro...ds. You feel as if you are thrashing back and forth, writhing, screaming. You open your eyes with a start upon hearing a muffled guttural sigh. A sharp spurt splatters against your left thigh. Then another, and another. The fourth catches you on the right calf right beside the run. The gobs dribble down your legs. The train stops. The doors slide. Trey looked up to see the darkened walk-in closet that he was laying in front of had a small flicker of light coming from a darkened back corner. ‘Crap, and I thought I had gotten everything out of here!’ he thought as Trey forced himself up and to the back of the closet. Yet, when Trey bent down to see what was ‘mocking’ him in the face, he discovered something that was completely unexpected. Staring him in the face was a metal lock box with the key already in the lock itself. It kind of took. I was feeling flushed really hot all over , myheart was pounding, then among all the intense sensations I was feeling,I felt a very familiar one, I glanced down to see my cock shoot cum outonto the floor. I felt the release let out a huge moan and just secondslater felt his cock spasm in my ass, followed by a gushing feeling ofwarm fluid deep inside me.I was gasping for breath! So was he! We collapsed on to the end of thebed, breathing heavily, he managed to say, "That was terrific."I managed. And damn it can be so much fun. Why not reap the benefits? “You got all that from finding out I acted in a few plays?” “So I’m right?” Her fingers absentmindedly gripped the book on her desk and flipped the pages. Flip-Flip-Flip-Flip-Flip, the pages moved rapidly as her thumb stroke them. I put my hand over hers and picked up the book. It was a cheap paperback. Cops, romance and sex. Lots of sex it promised. “Guilty pleasure. I read the dirty parts first,” she said having a laugh at herself. “I.