Ever heard of lay transference?”He grinned. “In this context, I must be aware of double meanings of lay, but yes. It’s a Jung-based technique fo... interacting between pairs of people, neither of whom is a therapist.“I’m guessing you have been to presentations by Rue Renkofsky?” I jumped a little at that. “Joan, I can only say that I respect your privacy, and expect you to respect mine. In a weird way, I regard this interaction as having some aspects of the confessional. Hell, I’m about to. I begin to fidget a bit in my seat. I suddenly feel the warmth of his hand on my thigh and I let out a soft gasp. I keep completely still. I can feel my heart racing, as I wait to see what he’ll do. I don’t want him to move his hand away. I can feel the burn for him with such a simple touch. His hand starts to caress my thigh. As it works slowly higher, I blush, remembering I have no panties on. His hand keeps working higher and I can hear his steady breathing becoming a bit thicker as is mine.. Poor former Deputy Press Secretary must’ve held that in till the very end. Then she’s silent, except for a few muscle spasms and jerks. This means that she’s gone and willing, resting against the dumpster. Her round ass is sticking out nicely and it’s on the perfect height, like waiting to be taken by me. I plan to take on that offer.I immediately glance around me; no one. I need to act fast though. I let go of my death hold and squeeze the former Deputy Press Secretary’s desirable ass, lifting. The group of teenson vacation adjacent them had long worked their way to their friends further up the plane. As she kissed he removed her hand from grasping is cockand forced her to engulfhis cock to the base and hold. He grasped her head and hair and pulled her head back. She gasped for air and fell back on this cock wanting to suck it more as he also forced her down. After a few strokes he bounced her head on his pelvis the sensation electrifying for both. He pulled her from his cock now.