I knew I should stop, pull away, but I simply could not. I was indeed responding to my stepson’s touch and instructions. Robert, much like his fathe..., knew exactly how to touch me for the greatest response, both emotionally and physically. He seemed to sense the erotic effect his mild dominance and humiliation would have on me. Again, he was his father’s son!After several minutes of taking me to the brink, Robert withdrew his fingers from my pussy and stood up. I cried out in frustration, "Oh. He lit his cigerette and looked at me and like most men...grabbed his cock thru his pants and started to talk to me about how he made a woman cum for about 20 mins. How she squirted and how much he love big titties and ass. He even told me I had a FUCK ME body. I asked him what he meant by that. He said each part of my body Speaks SEX... My eyes look like i'm begging to be touched. My lips are pouty and a Fat cock need to be rubbed across them. My titties are BIG and Bouncey just right for. Dave then sat down in the chair and I climbed in and on top of his cock and lowered myself onto it and began to fuck. "Suck my fuckin' cunt you fuckin' whore" I demanded of Joe and he moved in and as I rode up and down on Dave's cock, he licked at my cunt and Dave's cock. This went on for a few minutes more until I decided it was time to change again. I grabbed Joe's hair, slapped his face hard several times, "Your turn whore" I said to him and got up off Dave, went over and picked up the. Daniel blushed slightly and turned as thetrain came to a stop and the man stirred. It was the 9th Street Stationand Daniel decided to put everything away and take a rest. This was wherethe evening all started, so to speak. He closed his eyes and sat deep inthought. Hours earlier he'd gotten off at this stop and started his"bookstore adventure". Through several old bookstores and across 50+ cityblocks he walked for hours.He didn't quite fall asleep, but was jolted back to full awareness and.