"aaaahhh" he groaned as he moved it back and forth between my lips, now pulling my hair hard and gripping my breast, digging his nails in"take it you ...lag, fucking suck it, you know you want it" he was fucking my mouth now, hard and fast, hearing my gag, tears running down my face with the force of it.....Part of me was scared, but more of me was responding by becoming so aroused I almost came. As I tried to decide how to handle these feelings, the train announcement broke our moment. He looked. I guess we will be leaving soon so I'll go change."She left, and I decided to change into a suit. Not my style, really, when 'off duty', but I decided to rise to the occasion too.We met in the hall. She had platted her hair in a French braid and in her new dress she was a stunner. She got her new boots and coat on, and hung on my arm during the brief walk to the Convent Church. We looked the model of middle class respectability, and I felt proud in her company. The Church was not very full, so. I felt something hard press against my clit and it was getting more and more pleasurable.Thwack… My eyelids were flickering and closing with intense pleasure. My heart rate couldn’t have been any higher and my breathing was more of a moan than anything else. My stomach was convulsing involuntarily. Every time he smacked me I could feel his fingers wrap around my bum, and his cock - his cock was growing and pulsing into my pussy from beneath his trousers.“Finger my pussy-”I suddenly opened my. " he said, then turned to me. "Well, if you're gonna just sit there, mind if she checks you out? She's not to keen on strangers, is afraid to even sniff 'em anymore." No prob."He huddled her ... nuzzled her, even with his face. "Its okay, Jen ... I won't let him hurt you ... go ahead," he encouraged.She looked at him, then slowly got up and tightly tucked her tail underself as she carefully stretched over to me, her nostrils flaring. I gazed at her softly, but didn't move nor react ... I knew.