The brakes were being applied and I looked at my watch, we were arriving at our station and she was still humping, 'Brit we're here', I said in a hush...d voice. There was silence then the door opened and she came out, with a shocked expression and ashen faced.As she pushed past me I slipped my arm around her waist and steadied her off the train and walked with her as we made our way out of the station.'You Ok'? I was a little concerned at her demeanor. She looked at me, then her face broke into. “Oh baby, my tight little anal hole is sore tonight, would you mind just pleasuring my pussy hole, I love it there and you fuck it so good”, she said and I didn’t mind and wanted to comfort her on a long day she had. She laid on her back and told me to fuck her on top missionary style which was unusual since she always either liked doggie or to be on top of me cowgirl style. I wasn’t questioning my wife because all I wanted was to be pleasured by this beautiful vixen. Just to be in the company. Her nipples were already sticking out proudly from their lofty perch and begging for attention."Doesn't look like there is any lasting damage, but things do look a little parched." I said. "I think I have just the thing." Saying this, I backed up, drawing her towards me as I sat down on Allison's bed. This felt just like it had in the first dream except my legs didn't have to get tired. She was obviously pleased with this plan as she stepped up and placed both her hands across my shoulders and. Even from a distance of about fifty feet, I could easily see a large, darkened patch of moisture covering almost the whole front of her hot pants. I could imagine it looked the same from her back end. When she got to the car, she leaned in, resting on the door while handing me a bottle of iced tea. Sticking her ass far up and backwards, she shifted her weight between each leg, causing her tight ass to sway obscenely. Giggling, she asked, ‘Are those guys still looking at me?’ ‘You better believe.