"You saw the tapes," she said. "You saw my husband fuck that little red-haired cunt three times. I want a man who doesn't know when to quit. I want a ...an who can fuck my mouth and my pussy and then roll me over and fuck me again. How about it? Are you that kind of man? Can you get that cock hard and fuck me one more time?"She didn't give him time to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed cock and began to masturbate it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her tongue. The guys all ranged from 25 to 45 and varied in looks. As I was feeling horny, I decided to go over and sit on one of the younger guy’s laps. He was not sure what to think, and I told him I wanted to let somebody else without a chair use my seat and figured I was the best one here to sit on his lap. He laughed slightly and then looked at my husband and asked if it was ok. My husband replied I was an adult and was free to do what or who I wanted. That took all of the guys by surprise, and the. Maggie told me she was a student at the University and also worked in one of the labs, she lived at home with her parents, two brothers and a sister. Her three other sisters were married. I told her I was living at home with my father and two brothers, mom had cancer and passed away the year after I graduated college. When the train reached its final stop Maggie and I walked out together still talking and asking each other questions. Outside the station we had to go separate ways but. You know that saying?” She shook her head.“It doesn't start with a kiss,” she said. “It starts with a look. A boy looks at me and I look back at him.”Unwillingly, she found her eyes drawn to mine and she had to wrench her gaze away.“You have beautiful eyes,” I said.“Oh please!” she protested. “You think I am stupid?”“Too stupid to accept a compliment, maybe,” I said with a slight smile. “I think you have beautiful eyes.”“Be quiet,” she said, with a quick glance to see if I was offended or.