So far she was enjoying the challenge she had given herself, and Frank was not needed.She started in a sitting position on the bed, eyes closed and co...pletely naked. She did not mind that Frank was watching. And actually, since it was Frank, the exhibitionist in her liked his watching. She purred softly as she rubbed her clit with fingers from her right hand and occasionally played with her nipples with fingers from her left hand. She had been trying to fist her pussy for a month, working at it. Then came other forms, down the bodice ofthe dress, to give me absurdly large breasts.Following that, she produced a wig. It was a puffed out mass of tighthair, in rainbow stripes. As she fitted it snugly onto my head I startedto feel as if my own identity was being swallowed up by the foolish roleI was being dressed for. Then, to my dismay, she announced that it wastime to apply my make-up. I would have to travel to the fair in not onlythat unwanted costume, but wearing a clown face as. Her cock was now hanging between her legs poking out from underneath her skirt. She moved towards me and grabbed the back of my head as I grabbed her big rubber cock and guided it towards my lips. She began thrusting with her hips and pushing deeper inside me. She gave me just a second to recover as I gagged as the plastic pushed against the back of my throat. She kept telling me how good of a cocksucker I was and how much she liked fucking my mouth with her cock. I was drooling all over my. I sat there staring at him. I know you probably dont feel the same way but I thought you should know. Just in case he said. All I could do was stare, making him shift around in his seat. I was so shocked. A million things passed through my mind, many of them were dirty things I wanted to do to him right there on the train. Five seconds had passed when he stood up and said Im sorry. Ill go over here so you can have some space, but close enough that you feel safe. NO! Stay. I need you close..