It proved useful yet again when I joined the lineup for the train. An attendant pulled me out, escorted me through the barrier, and helped me onto the...train.It was a comfortable trip, much more comfortable than a crowded sardine plane, even business class, and I was able to reread all the documents for the morrow's meeting. I looked around. Not another skirt in sight. In Canada skirts disappear at this time of year only to reappear in the spring. Only office workers wear skirts in winter, and. "Mum, are you crying? What's wrong?" I tried to pull away but she only held me tighter. I didn't know what to do. My heart was breaking. I lost my erection and held her tighter. All I cared about in that moment was comforting her. I asked her again. "Mum, talk to me, did I do something to upset you?"She pulled away from me as she sniffled. "I'm sorry darling. I'm ok, I don't know what came over me." She looked at me and still had tears rolling down her cheek.As I wiped her tears away I asked. It felt amazing his spit now dribbled down my balls.Suddenly I felt a finger probe my hole,i tried to move but the man held me down"lets see what you can take" he said.The finger felt huge as it entered my hole roughly,the old man finger fucked me ,then spat on my hole again.another finger was enetered"mmmm to fingers you dirty fucker" he said"i wanna fuck your hole" he said.i turned round" I don't let guys fuck me anymore " I said."isthat so,well I will stick my big fat cock up you you wait. I couldn't help it I had to ask. "Does that mean... ?" Except that I left the question unfinished. Of course Deborra-Lee still felt inclined to answer."Of course it does." She grinned as she slipped off her bra to reveal breasts in perfect proportion to her trim body. "I'll take whatever part of you Drew can spare," she stood up and reached for the lacy panties she was wearing, "and if that means your mouth and its apparently talented tongue then who am I to complain. Besides I do plan to fuck.