Brenda removed my cock and I heard her tell chris she thought I was ready “Ready for what?” I asked “I t...ink you could take chris’s cock now” said Brenda then sank my cock back into her throat. I was so far gone with erotic ecstasy I did not agree nor did I refuse. Chris stood up behind me placed a hand on my hip then I felt him rubbing his cocks head around my ass before gently pushing inwards. . It wasn't terribly obvious but it was easy to see the red shadow through her white shorts.I said, "Are you sure you want to wear red panties under those shorts?"Marsha said, "Do they show through? Well I have to wear them. All of my white panties are in the laundry and anything else I have would show through even more. And besides, who cares if you can see the outline of my panties through my shorts. I am sure none of the men will complain."I said, "I guess you're right," and we both laughed. What a pleasant surprise."It must of been one of her many boyfriends calling to make a date withher. She never talked to Max so excited. Here this guy was calling up tohave a night out with Tanya, receive all of her passionate affectionsand probably get a blowjob at the end over even better sex, while Max,her husband lay with his head in the sink, wearing vintage women'sunderwear, just moments away from having his hair dyed red because Tanyainsisted he was a sissy and not a real man."Sure, I'd. I know! Deep underground, in a crowded subway, with nowhere to hide. My pulse races as I imagine the scene. There's an office worker, Jarrod, who's rushed out of the office. He's been drinking coffee all day, but was too focused to go to the bathroom. Once on the subway, he feels the weight in his bladder grow, He's still comfortable, but worried. His commute takes at least an hour, and the subway stops don't have washrooms. Things start okay, but has the pressure in his abdomen grows the train.