. oh god but this is erotic. I glance at Amanda, her head is slumped forward on her chest. Why doesn't she wake up. they are right in front of her ......I move back. The colors are still there. The train is rocking...oh shit. am i asleep. what a dream. so erotic. or was it. I move my hand to my erection. I roll back slowly in case it wasn't a dream. I peak over edge look at amanda. She is up against wall with eyes half open. Her jeans are unsnapped and unzipped and her hand inside moving on her. ...UMMMMMMMSO I TOLD HER MOMMY GOING TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT....SO I PULLED MY FINGERS OUT OF MY PUSSY AND TOOK MY JUICES AND RUBBED MY FRIEND WHICH IS NAMED (KILLER)....NAMED THAT CAUSE I LOVE THE PUSSY BEING KILLED.....LOLI SPREADED MY LEGS APART ON THE CAM AND INSERTED KILLER INSIDE...NOW KILLER IS LIKE 10 INCHES OF HARD DICK...NOT LIKE THE REAL THING BUT KILLER WANT GO DOWN.....IN AND OUT I WENT AROUND AND AROUND MOANING WITH SHEER PLEASURE WANTING MORE AND MORE...TRYING TO NOT HURT. Standing at his side, she pushed his hand down to his cock and made him stroke himself. Watching him jacking off for her, I pushed my hand down into the front of my panties and rubbed my clit. my mind was transfixed as I stared at his cock and felt my second orgasm quickly approaching.“Yeah baby, make it cum for me” she commanded him in a husky voice. Moving her hand back down behind him, she resumed fucking his ass with her finger. He bent his knees, spreading his legs to allow her to. ” she said. I won’t go into detail about what we talked about boring catching up stuff. At 11:30 Sara looked at her watch.“Shit! It’s late I’ve got to run.” Sara said finishing off her 7th glass of Scotch and hobbling toward the door. I hadn’t had a drink all night I don’t like to drink never have. “No your drunk I’ll take you home.” I said. I picked her up and took her to my car, and drove her home. I took her to the door and began to walk away.“Where do you think you’re going?” she.