Also, she had had her make up redone, her lips, eyelids, and fingernails all painted a bright happy blue which matched her new attitude as well as her...new outfit.The business suit had been discarded, of course. It never would have fit over those huge luscious melons. The blue spandex halter top she wore now managed the job, though, with quite a bit of stretching. The matching miniskirt did the same with her padded and molded fanny. Blue stockings hung from garters and stretched along her molded. I stood and moved away from the seat, my hard, dripping dick almost right in her face.She just sat there, staring at my cock. I covered myself and got off the train, waiting for another.I caught the next train back to the main station, and boarded an above ground train toward home. I had cum, and I had flashed. I was very happy with my success in having an appreciative audience.It was very late afternoon now, and I had caught one of the last trains out of the city. I was virtually alone in. " Yeah, but he's a senior," Sara said. "We're just sophomores. Why should he want to do anything with any of us?"Brenda giggled. "Maybe if we offered to let him do anything to all three of us."Sara blushed. She was about to say something when they heard the whooshing sound and saw a panel open. Confident as ever, Tim Pender walked into the room with the three girls. They all sighed just a little as he came in. Tim was 6 foot 4, captain and mainstay of the "Hawks," their school's football team.. I have a good memory, what’s your phone number?” She hastened. He had to take his fingers from her pussy to pick up their order.“I’ll try to ask my wife if she’d be interested. I know I’d like to fuck you,” he admitted, looking at her smile and deep cleavage.“And I’d love you to fuck me too. I love swallowing cum.” He turned to face her, sundae tray in hand and she noticed the obvious bulge in his pants. “Thank you for the finger fucking. If she says yes, leave us your phone number on a piece.