"How are you doing?" I asked, remembering George's condition when we left the shop.George moved the shopping bag he had been carrying slightly to one ...ide and I could see that his erection was even more obvious now than before."Oh, George! Is that because of me?" Unhunh! It gets worse every time I look at you." We have to do something about that." I'm open to suggestions." Well, I know what I want to do with it. The question is where can we go?" The restroom?" Not private enough. This problem. Well I thought it was she. It had been ten years since I'd seen her. I tried to make my way in her direction but a train chose that moment to enter the station and all chance of closing the distance between us went out the window. I could just about see that Sandy had entered the next carriage to the one I was standing by. With the crush there was no chance I would make it to the carriage Sandy had entered so I forced my way into the nearest door.The doors closed with not a little difficulty. With no sign of his fiancé, he slipped unseen back into the private areas. It broke his heart to hear his fiancé moaning… He slipped quietly through the curtain, winked and smiled at the stripper, who was being ridden by the no-longer-virgin fiancé. Billy kept recording… including close-ups of her virginal blood trickling down her thighs. “Is he bigger than me?” he asked. Wendy shrieked and fell off the random cock – which Billy also recorded, showing she was doing the guy raw. “He didn’t. Since she was looking at me, I figured that meant I was to go stand on that side. After I was in position, she pointed to the other side of the frame and holly went and stood between the dangling chains on that side.I was looking over at holly trying to give her a smile of support when Mistress Tracey said gruffly, “Up.” I hadn’t noticed that she had set a small stool in front of me. I got up on the stool and Mistress Tracey said, “Arms.” I held my arms straight up over my head and she added.