He moved his hand over my skirt, edging the outline of my panties & the straps of my garter belt. My cunt was getting hot & moist. His hand drifted lo...er as the train pulled into a station. He followed my garter strap down to the tops of my stockings. He squeezed my leg. The train pulled out of the station. I felt the back of my skirt rising as he lifted it up. I wondered how far he thought he could go feeling me up on a crowded subway. I felt the cream dripping from my snatch as he reached. She was tugging on her cock. My dick felt so good up inside of her ass. Most of the girls I’ve ever been with, never let me fuck their asses. This was amazing. I had a hot girl that liked to get her ass fucked. I just wouldn’t tell people that she had a dick too.I fucked her until I came in my condom. Then it was my turn. I was going to be fucked by her. I pulled out of her and got on my hands and knees. She rolled a condom onto her dick while she licked my asshole. It felt amazingly. You found something new about yourself; something wonderful and exciting but before you could adjust, it was taken away. It’s a form of bereavement in a way. You’re going to feel bad for a while.”“I suppose you’re right,” I agreed. “Life just feels a bit empty right now.”“Well, that’s what friends are for,” Lou said brightly, taking my hand. “What’s Colin doing tonight?”“He’s going to one of his Godawful golf club dinners. They last until the small hours. I’m going too.”“Can you get out of it?”. I strive to one day become as powerful as him. Powerful, feared and respected. To become a true elite.Us Hornless serve a purpose. The Grand Design, the plan made manifest at the dawn of time, decrees that the traditional binaries of good and evil must always be locked in conflict for there to be cyclic equilibrium, a moral Balance. Our purpose, or so I was taught, was to preserve this Balance, by influencing mortals, to inspire them, to indulge in excess and as many Sins as possible, opposed.