Roy tossed a heavy air-driven impact wrench on the truck and stood looking at Jeremy. As Jeremy stepped down to go around to a side compartment, Roy s...id, "Saw you come in with the sluts this morning."Jeremy ignored him. Opening the side door, he checked to see if anything was missing from the racks there. "Better make damn sure that you use a rubber on them, like I did," Roy continued. "Of course, they didn't charge me, but I imagine the price was pretty steep for you."Jeremy knew that Roy was. I looked absentmindedly out of the opposite window beyond the heads of the other commuters in the alcove. The door from the coach, always active on a crowded day, slid opened once again and suddenly she was in the alcove. My heart leapt. She first looked opposite from me at the block of commuters to her left. Instinctively hoping she would look right I moved back against the coach wall to create an inviting alley to the side window. Focusing on that alleyway she never looked directly at me and. Her beautiful round ass up in the air, her 36dd chest and face in our mattress. A really fit and ripped guy between her legs, gripping her hips, pulling her into him as he was fucking her deep from behind, not fast but steady deep strokes. Her moaning was so hot. Then he grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks and spread them and started to pick up the pace more. Her moaning increased. She picked yourself up on her hands, head still face down, curly blonde hair covering your face. She was getting. I love you more each day, and I feel that from you as well. If you think we’d screw that up, forget the whole thing.”I told her, “I think we’re mature and sensitive enough to watch out for that. I believe I am.” Even as I said that, I knew it was a little white lie. I wasn’t all that sure about myself. I thought Elsa and Cindy were more experienced in genuine relationships, so they might be surer of themselves and how they’d feel afterwards. Further, they’d fantasized together about such.