Let‘s do it.”). I picked her up and carried her to the door and set her down, standing. She was panting out of breath, and a little pink in the fa...e. Her hands trembled as she rubbed them together nervously. She stood there and grinned at me. I whispered: (“ get ready to be play raped.”) She took a deep breath and I went out he door, and closed it. …I knocked….I waited…slowly she opened the door a crack, and she said: “Who is it?” I said: “I’m here to fix your phone.”….she slowly started. Once again all the exquisite sensations seemed to be centred on her cock, which felt a mile long. She collapsed on Jim, feeling quite light headed. Probably all the blood rushed to my cock, she thought. She noticed she had called it her cock, for perhaps the first time it felt a natural part of her."Get off me, you're crushing me!" squealed a voice under her thick with laughter.Julie pulled out of Jim and rolled to the side of him. "I never realised how intense it was for a man." She. "I'll be right back" I said to her.I went and got some lotion and came back to her. I put some on my hands and straddled her back. I put my hands under her t-shirt and started massaging the area where she was hurt. After a few minutes I put some more lotion on my hands. But as I went under her shirt I accidentally got the whole glob on her shirt."Oh shit, Sarah" I said."What happened?" she asked."I got it on your shirt, I'm so sorry" I said to her."It's okay, I'll just go change it" she said to. They were only concerned with getting to work and getting home. The freak show of a woman having an orgasm on the bus was not a part of the schedule. He had thick, wavy, black hair. One lock of hair always threatened to fall to his forehead. Oh, how I wanted to run my fingers through his hair while I kissed his luscious lips. I could imagine taking first his bottom lip and then his top lip into my mouth. Oh, this train of thought was going to get me into trouble! Last Friday the bus was a.