As the subway makes another stop, more people push their way in. I find myself surrounded by men, the smell of alcohol and other drugs filling the air... as well as different colognes. They pack tightly around me. I feel a hand slide across my leg, and my ass, but it could just be from being packed in so tightly. I stand there stiffly as I feel hands touch me. I try to move away slightly. The touch made my heart quicken a little. Then someone purposely grips my ass, squeezing it. I feel hands. Damn, this took a bit of thinking on what exactly I wanted this story to be for while. Originally it was titled "Your Princesses" and was going to be a 2nd Person POV story. Also the character you become would be named Morgan Godfrey who other possible writers for the story could set up as a male/female human or some other race like elf or something. But, some new ideas I thought of weren't fitting that original story. So, here we are, a 3rd Person story where I and whoever wants to create a. A bungalow in a housing estate. She let me in and ushered me into her bedroom where the blinds were drawn and she had been chatting on her pc. We chatted briefly but I already knew she had given me the "green light" and soon I had my hands all over her and was kissing her mouth. As her bra came off, I was able to get my first proper view of what was quite a pleasingly ample pair of boobs which filled my hands nicely......she wearing a dark skirt and not surprisingly, I had my hands slipping up. ?? Malone held her bythe elbows tight,? loving the way itthrust her tits out through her trailer trash husband beater tank top.? She did have nice tits, a little fuller andmore round than Rebecca's.? I justwatched for a couple minutes as she tried to struggle out of Malones grip.? She wasnt going anywhere rather gave us botha good show of her tits swaying underneath.?I could tell she was proud of them.?Malone held her tight with one hand while he crept his hand under hershirt and cupped her.