"Joyce giggled again. It must have been at least three days since her daughter had butt-fucked her and she could feel her anus had tightened. Not that...this was a problem, not at all. She rolled over so that Dawn could see her butt and know that her Mom was happy with the choice of hole, "There's some lube in the dresser." I know," grinned Dawn. She opened it and pulled out a half-empty jar, "We'll need some more soon." I'll get some," said Joyce. She turned her head so that she could watch Dawn. But this one time she asked for a kebab roll with mint chutney. I went to a shop near our work place where they serve this in open polestirine containers. I tool the food gack to the office and went straight to the bath room. Natually i rubbed my foreskin all over the salad and dry naan bread. Then i loaded up her picture in the green hijab and started wanking. Soon enough i exploded lauching 3 thick streams of cum. I dont know what it was but I had never cummed that much in my life! I mixed. The other hand trailed around just under your heaving breast. He gently cupped it and squeezed. "Your so soft, warm," he said. His lips teased your exposed neck, sending shivers through your skin. "Come," he said, in his commanding voice. Suddenly, he took your hand and was dragging you behind him, down the dark corridors of the train cars. You wanted to cry for help but the words would not come out. Your body said, "Follow him. Follow him." From car to car you went, till you reached he last. It SOUNDS like you want something done about it. But when somebody DOES something about it, you say it's harsh. Make up your mind, OK?"She went home, where her mother tried to have a conversation with her about what teaching was like. She was distracted by what Bob had said, though. She couldn't avoid the fact that he was right. She did need to make up her mind about how to deal with this thing that she now realized had had a big impact on her life for years. And she couldn't talk to her mother.