I was drunk on this sensation but wary enough to grasp his hand which had slipped under my skirt and sought my moist, warm mound.I pulled it away and ...ressed it upwards, I released his hand but found instead something hot, slim and long. I looked down to see my first penis.He touched the back of my hand and moved his fingers back and fore.He watched as I gripped him by my finger tips and moved my hand as he had indicated. He groaned and fell back before curling around to wach my hand on him.His. Increasingly, I would find myself jealous of these men and oddly territorial towards her even though we had never uttered a word to each other. I found it torturous if the conversations lasted and she appeared to be enjoying another man’s company. It was always with some relief when they asked for her name or number, as they so often did, that she would politely smile and ignoring their request respond with, “It was a great pleasure speaking with you”, before turning to exit the train. Once,. She started removing my clothes first she took off my T-shirt, and then while kissing me she was biting my back and my tiny nipples with her nails on top of my vest . Then she removed her clothes and placed them on the floor next to mine. Oh my god she was only in her panty … I was completely stunned as I was seeing a girl nude just in front of my eyes.Out of my mind my hands reached her waist and started fondling her butt’s… and slowly dropped down her panty… and she was totally naked in front. "Adams, we got another call on the Switchback Coalition. Girl, wandering around out by the docks." Said my partner, Gristle. That's what we call him on account of he always eats fried chicken and spits the gristle out into a trash bin from various distances."Let me grab my jacket." I yelled back in a hurry to get any clue on this case.The attacks have been getting more brutal and grotesque, last guy had his ribs removed and then inserted into a corset that he now has to wear in order to.