I looked her in the eye and she winked at me. I thought I’d try my luck and turned my hand and gave her cunt a quick squeeze. That really brought a ...mile to her face and she pressed it against me. That was good enough for me I started having a good feel of it, squeezing and rubbing. Then the train stopped, in the tunnel. The groans went up all around me but for once I was quite happy about it. She had a loose skirt on so I gradually eased it up a bit at a time till I got to her knickers. We. . A kinky idea came into my mind about Mr Roger doing the ass of Jan. I told him if he would like to do the ass of a young girl of nearly 15, he asked me who is she and he needs to see her. I told him she is my cousin who is at home now her parents are away, I already done her ass but my cock is not big and as soon I put it inside I cum (lot of lies). I am sure she might like a big cock inside her ass.I told him that we go to the sugar estate every Friday and back Sunday, if he wants it has to. Ben was waiting for me in the living room, and he jumped up as soon as I came in. He helped me to the couch and I slowly and carefully sat down, trying not to wince too much. “I’ll go get your meds,” my mom said before leaving the room. “How are you today?” Ben asked. “I’m fine,” I said for the hundredth time today. I was tired of people asking me how I was…but I hated to admit that I liked Ben asking about me. “Good,” he said, smiling. He seemed to be in a better mood today. Maybe it. “Lets get his clothes off”, the brunette with the polka dot dress said. I looked at her curvaceous figure and thought how arousing this could be. Her dress hugged her thighs tightly and her breasts were prominent as was the contour of her stomach under the fabric of the thin jacket. The hem ended half way up her smooth, tanned thighs. I could imagine her arse being revealed every time she bent over.“Where do I start”? I said.“You will call me 'mistress'”, she said. She flicked my T-shirt..