I worked for several minutes, giving Susan another veil, and positioning her hands exactly the way I wanted them. All the time I was stroking her body...and whispering encouragements. Though I didn’t dwell on them, I made certain that my touches and adjustments included frequent caresses to her breasts, butt, and legs. I often asked my assistant to help position her and Annette’s hands were almost as often on Susan as my own were. Finally, I knelt in front of Susan and lightly grasped her left. I whispered for her to cry as long as she wanted, it was o.k.; I had cried many times, there was no hurry. I would hold her as long as she needed. I comforted her a little longer, until she calmed. We began to kiss and neck, again. She spread her legs and placed my hand on her pussy, beckoning for me to finger her and love her more. I did as she asked, frenching and sucking on each other's lips, and soon had four fingers in her, massaging her G-spot and clitty simultaneously until she had. Imagine you do it to avoid avoiding a worse hell, perhaps you even fear death if you don’tImagine wondering if your members know what the lawyer’s telling youImagine if the forever treat you as if you were guiltyImagine if they read reports and never considered you might be innocentImagine doing the time and whatever you had to do to get through itImagine learning what pure hate feels likeImagine being its victimImagine having to do things that violate your values to surviveImagine when the. Pushing my tongue deep into her folds I began violating her genitals. It was just about then that the train started to slow for the next station. She reached to pull down the shade on the window and I stopped her by taking hold of her hand. She stuttered, ‘but, but but….’ ‘But what?’ I asked. ‘They will see us,’ was her fear. ‘So let them look. We don’t know them and they will never remember what we look like. Come on and let me finish you. Leave the shade open. ‘ With that I went back to.