Mr K returned to his desk, and I shuffled towards my seat.I was so tired… during the day, Mrs K would be here, probing at my stomach and using ultra...visions they had invested in to try and see the baby (At night they would leave me, this wasn't their home just a house they owned), though it was clearly early days… She’s doing it again now, I don’t actually know if I’m pregnant yet, I just assume so since she’s still looking for the baby, I took my first three pregnancy tests last night, “So I’m. . yesssss."Dick held her body as she convulsed through her first orgasm of the night, the one she'd been so close to so many times in the last four hours. It was so extreme that I almost went with her, and I'm sure every voyeuristic eye was jealous of the intensity of the pleasure wracking her body. Her "oooohhhh's" and "yessss's" continued to pour loudly from her mouth for at least a minute, and even in the most intense portion of her orgasm she continued to gaze into the eyes of the nearest. You feel bodies behind you pushing against you as more people push on to the train. As the doors close and the train lurches you feel a hand grab you arse, tensing you feel it let go and you think it must have been an accident. Leaning in to you your sister tries to talk as the trip continues. Again the train lurches and the hand grabs you again, this time when the train moves it stays where it is! You tense again but don’t say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a little squeeze and when. I fumbled with his belt, as he placed his strong hands on my shoulders. “You are so fucking gorgeous,” he remarked. I unzipped his shorts and pushed them down his long hairy legs. I dug my hand into his underwear, feeling for his manhood. I squatted down in front of him and pulled his underwear down to his knees. His huge uncut cock was already primed and ready, arching upwards. I slipped my hand around the shaft of his steel rod and placed it up against my check. I could see his blood vessels.