I told her that you and Sherry were the ones who gave me this body and she asked me all about it ... Did it hurt, does it feel as good as it looks ......I took her hand and rubbed it all over me, and both of us got some really good comes. I mean, we got comes like we were getting last night!”“Let’s go meet Margo. Be ready to put your hand on her when Larieta, Marie, Sherry, and I put our hands on her. She will shit and so will you, when you see what we’ve come up with to try on Margo, and you .... It was near the end of the era of the long passenger railroads, and the line of Pullmans was not as long as I remembered from a few years earlier. But the black porters were still there, smiling and polite and spry, asking "Can I see your tickets, please ma'am? Here ya go, Miss, the porter'll take those bags for you, ma'am. George, these are for car 4111." It was still the age of tipping caps and friendly smiles.We walked together to the start of the waiting platform, where the sun blazed down. My heart leapt in my chest at the sight of him.He walked toward the same side of the room as Nick. If I wanted to lookat Daniel I'd have to look toward Nick. I kept my hair in my face forthe most part, but I couldn't stop stealing glances at Daniel and Nickevery few minutes.I played all the solos like I'd originally learned them. With Nick inthe crowd I was too nervous to try and make up music on the fly. Abouthalfway through our set we launched into "Sunshine of Your Love". As Ifinished the. “Oh,” she said, starting to comprehend. She sat beside him. “Poor, Mr. Naylor,” she consoled, as she rubbed his back.A complicated mix of emotions welled up in Alex. Physically, the sight of the huge cock released a simmering flow of juice to her womanhood. But on another level, pity, amusement, and lust all mixed together to create an odd feeling of sympathy for Mr. Naylor. Clearly, he wasn’t up to the task of satisfying his wife’s voracious sexual needs. That wasn’t his fault. But it wasn’t.