"It's not often one gets to watch others enjoying themselves so ... uninhibitedly, on a train," I responded still feeling a bit awkward, though again ...y own arousal level had chased away any shyness or reservations I might have had about standing up, walking back, and now as I stood there ... watching the three of them, fully sporting an erection as I did."Are you ... hard?" Christy asked almost nonchalantly, still fondling Joel's cock as she spoke, Joel still happily sucking Peter's cock as he. Please read chapter one.But, just in case you're really stubborn, and refuse to read chapter one, here's a VERY quick summary. In that chapter, two escaped convicts, "Kris" and "T" came to hide in my house for nearly a week. During that time, they fucked me repeatedly, and by the end of the week, I was believing whatever Kris said. He told me that, now that I was a "black cock slut," I would never again be able to say no to a black man. In addition, he told me that black men can smell a black. For a moment, I thought she achieved the impossible. Every day felt like we achieved the impossible. “Non, it is no good, what are you thinking?”“Je t’aime.”She gasped. No doubt, or nerves, I hoped she saw my deepest conviction. This morning, I awoke before her and it came as a lucid moment of vivid clarity. My very first thought when I saw her, still asleep, and her angelic face. Another wonderful day beckoned and it seized me: who I was, what I was, she lifted me up to this place.I. I felt Lyn shudder as she reached her orgasm as she couldn’t cry out I was sitting on her face as I reached my orgasm I cried out ‘yes yes yes I’m cumming I’m cumming I love you Lyn I love you Mom’ at this point the intensity of the orgasm caused me to collapse across my darling Lyn’s body.Mom raise her head gripped between her teeth was about 5 inches of a peeled banana dripping with Lyn vaginal juice I took a bite of the juice covered banana eating it until I reached Mom’s wet lips I put mine.