In a couple more minutes I opened the top button and slid my fingertips across the bare skin there. Either she wanted me to keep going and she was...too far gone to care if she didn't. The rest of the buttons did not take much longer. "Your hands feel so good," she murmured. Then I raised her up, to slide the blouse off her shoulders and reach the back of her bra. It only took a little twist to open that, and my palms were on the middle of her back and I could massage her muscles a. After all, roleplaying was what she did. She had been paid many times to play rapes and if somebody threatened her she could just give him a blowjob and go on her way. Still, she gave the dumpster a wide berth and was happy to reach the lights of the main street. She turned down the stairs to the platform, bought her ticket and went through the ticket gate. At this hour the platform was not crowded but there were enough people to make her feel comfortable. She caught her train and chose a seat. After the encounter, we didn't talk about it and were a little standoffish with each other for a week or two. However, after a few normal nights out with friends, we sort of settled back into our normal friendship from before.So, one evening about 3 weeks after the last story, once again was a night out with friends. And, as usual, since he lived so far, he came back to crash at my place. Once we got back we just hung out on the couch and flipped the TV on and grabbed a few beers. Of course, at. Her warmth in me was enchanting as she began kissing my nipple. Suckling my breast slowly. As I was pinched on my nipple, stroking my nipple tugging gently. Moaning, hands between my nipple stroking me slow. Rubbing my vagina in a dark massage. Kissing my nipple and caressing me softly, as her hand slid up my dress warm snuggles lay on my nipple and vagina. I , spellbound, ,as she caressed and layered my vagina in her hot kisses and warm caress. Massaged my vagina rubbed me softly. Pulling.