She could pee herself if she wanted to, and there was nothing he could do about it. Georgia looked up, and the figure had already pulled up his jeans.... He heard him say to her that it was fantastic and he even thanked her. She wondered what this was about. Like, was this just a big date gone wrong? Did she say something or do something to indicate that she wanted this to happen. Was it, in fact, her fault that this happened?The figure walked away – didn’t even run away from the scene of the. Another look at the screen confirmed no change as another train came and went. Why he was so agitated, heaven knows, the train was not due for another 10 minutes anyway, perhaps the fact he had been there since 5:30pm gave a little clue. The fluorescent digits on the arrivals board rolled over yet again like a trail of domino’s falling in a line. “Shit” he muttered, thrown into confusion as the board spelled out that the 6:15 was due in 2 minutes early. Now what was he to do, the truth was,. Soon the blow job had cleaned every trace of shit juice from Henry's organ, leaving it glistening with spit from base to tip."Look, Patty." Margaret took the big boner out of her mouth, looking mischievously at her blonde friend. "I got my son's cock all nice and clean for you again. Now Henry can fuck your pussy, while Walter fucks your asshole too!"Patty remained where she was, her stiff nipples tingling and her pussy getting wet again, gradually understanding the kind of incestuous foursome. Not many guys can maintain a straight enough line of entry to pull out like that but each time he re-entered me, my clit was thrilled by the resistance of his cock pressing back against it as he shoved it home again. He was so tender the way her caressed my breasts, His licks and kisses to them as tender as if he were doing a virgin he loved, yet his hard cock slammed into my waiting pussy with as much force as he could muster. I was floating away in orgasm after orgasm, feeling the ebb and.