It was horribly pockmarked. Deep scars from acne peppered his skin. There was something oddly familiar about it, something from way back, from another...life. With a motionless shudder, she realized he was looking her up and down, an uncomfortable sheen in his eyes.She startled inwardly when his fingertips first brushed and then began to move in circles over her flat, cool stomach. Her skin tried to soak in the heat from them. Emotions collided inside her. Revulsion. Disgust. Shame over the. She started to slowly pull his cock into her mouth and suck on the head. When she started to do this, I moaned out softly. Wanting more, I put my hands behind her head and slowly pushed her down onto my cock so the full length was in her mouth. She moaned slightly as she got the full length. She slowly pulled my cock out of her mouth and stroked it as she looked at me with lust in her eyes. “Oh Steve, it’s so much bigger than I thought it would be.” I of course had to say something, so I smiled. He slipped out of his suit jacket, and tossed it on the back of the couch. He drank in her fine body. Her rich auburn hair, spread out on the pillow like a halo. Her large, full breasts, encased in an emerald green bra, smooth stomach, right down to her sweet spot, hidden by matching green panties. He dropped to his knees in front of her, ready to worship her. He loosened his tie and placed it on the bed, where he could find it for later. He started at her feet, drawing a slow continuous line. Unfortunately, it got jammed packed. The people around me had their backs to me, I was in a little shelter formed by their bodies. The train slowed down and crawled along between stations, stopping intermittently. It was during one of these short stops that I felt a hand resting lightly on my ass. Fingers were gently pressing against the skirt covering my ass. I knew I should do something to stop him, but I figured it was harmless, and after not having sex for over two weeks, I was horny. The.