I was talking to her all the time. Things like, "Wasn't that nice Sarah", "I sure loved sinking my cock into you.", "I am still here Sarah speak to me...and I'll fill your cunt any time you want."I got no more out of her that evening except she was moving her legs and bending and stretching them below the knee.When Fiona came home I showed her and told her she had also raised her hand. I didn't say it was to hold my cock though, why should I tell her that.I was thrilled and frightened all at the. ”“Yeah, I guess that’s why I haven’t called the police yet.”“Hmm…” I said, pulling James closer. “Just stay near me. I really like it.”“Wow, this is getting really creepy really fast,” James chuckled.“And you think putting your morning wood on my ass wasn’t creepy.”“It was, but the difference is I’m awake.”“I really can’t resist the urge,” I confessed.“The urge to what?” James said, puzzled, fear showing the first time on his face.“Well, what urge could I be talking about, of all urges?”“Please. "Whip me down the crack. Use a riding crop and make sure the end goes low enough to cut into my clitoris, please Master. I just love you to whip me," she implored him.Hiss ... CRACK!The crop rose and fell deep into her arse, cutting hard on to the well-oiled puckered brown sphincter, between the labia and the tip curled out of sight. She lifted clean off the bench with the agony of the stroke, and the Earl wondered if he had gone too far. As her scream subsided it was apparent that she was. A returned answer of ‘a crowd of more than twenty’ would send Cameron over the edge. But anyone, just one would be enough to send a rush of additional blood to his hardness. “Cam, there are maybe fifteen people on this car,” Shelby answered as she adjusted herself to the jerk of the train’s movements. “Take your hand up under your shirt and pinch your nipples hard for me,” Cameron instructed as he continued the steady jerking of his tool. “Now get the dildo and rub it against your clit.” Shelby.