You can't help but let out a yawn as you push yourself off your seat, and a moment later, you hope to the ancient gods that you haven't embarrassed yo...rself. None of them answer your wish, but quite fortunately, the train car is utterly devoid of anybody but you and the stoic-looking young man sitting down the car, and he hasn't taken a single glance in your direction. It honestly feels somewhat creepy, like the start of a horror simulation you dove into once, but it makes sense at least. Not. His hands moved down her sides, around her back and caressed her tight buttocks. Sucking hard, she whimpered softly, writhing against his exploring fingertips, pressing against his hand as he began to stroke her.She gathered as much saliva as possible and bathed his rock hard prick in it. Licking the underside of his massive cockhead and then sucking on it as though it were a huge lollipop. Ginger giggled as that thought crossed her mind, and playfully popped the prick from her mouth before. ’ Her lips curled down, her eyes developed a helpless puppy dog look and her shoulders slumped. ‘Jessie,’ I grudgingly said, and again her entire appearance transformed as a smile lit up her face, ‘it just stunned me for a few seconds. It didn’t knock me out.’ ‘If it didn’t knock you out, then can you explain why you started saying, ‘Mommy, Mommy,’ when you came to?’ I was too stunned to say anything in response to that! ‘Got you!’ she cried out, then started laughing. Despite myself, I had to. So I had to be patient, and wait until I got the chance to move things up a notch." Well, showing me your pussy sure moved things up a notch," I said."I didn't show it to you," she giggled. "You just saw it. That really was an accident. But when you looked up my skirt, I knew it was my chance to move things along." It almost sounds like you planned to have sex with me." Of course I did," she said. "I've known you would be the man to pop my cherry for years." I'm no expert," I said, "but I'm.