I was in a dreamlike state and my head was swimming with the pleasure of another man, a complete stranger wanking my cock on a crowded commuter train....is hand joined our cocks again while I continued to massage his heavy balls. I felt his body stiffen and a second later I felt a hot sticky stream of cum cover my cock. This was too much for me and as my balls tightened I let out my own stream of cum onto his cock and hand. I'm not sure I've ever produced so much cum and I felt sure some had. "You wanted to screw her, didn't you, Laura," she whispered.Laura said nothing, just staring desolately at Yvette."Did she really mean that much to you?" Yvette asked in a small voice, her face looking nearly as stricken as Laura felt. "Maybe you did screw her."Laura still couldn't speak. She had hurt Jonelle. She had clearly hurt Yvette. And she herself hurt so much she wanted to die."Yvette--" Never mind. I don't mean to intrude on your pain. I... really had no idea it was so--" I'll tell you. I licked his head and the slit of his cock to savor the taste and took his dick back in my mouth. Greg was now thrusting harder. Between his moaning and heavy breathing he asked my where was he going to cum......I pulled his rock hard cock from my mouth and looked him in the eyes and said, "I thought you would never ask..." I stood up and dropped my shorts. I had a small bottle of lube in my pocket that I retrieved as I pulled them off. I opened it and squirted it on my hand. I grabbed his cock. Then his big fist ... I tensed as I imagined the fist hitting my face again. I pressed my hand against my eye and winced. Shit! That fucking hurt!"Shh ... It's OK." The voice came from behind me, very close to my ear. A soft, soothing, feminine voice. Then a soft body pressed lightly against my back. Those soft pillowy breasts were mashed between us again. I don't think they were covered this time."What happened?" I managed to croak through my arid mouth. "Where am I?" You're in my bedroom, in.