He had been reading Oliver Twist again, so he had planned to focus on his book in order to keep the crowd on the train at a distance.It had rained tha... day, he recalled now. Grey, miserable weather that had reminded him of November, but the trees had leaves and there were flowers in the gardens of the houses that they passed. He hadn’t looked out of the window much though and he had also hardly opened his book. No, what happened, he had walked through the aisle, looking for an empty seat and. Please give me time to travel I certainly need a break and for the record, I am not your lip turner. Her lips skimming through his trail in seduction hair he drifted like a big river tide pleasure how he loved drifting___drifting & wanting so much more. What a “Smash Box” he smothered me with his fish taste lox he smeared cream cheese all over my breast. I got on him? His cock was riding me back and forth he was lighting up like a statue of hell-torch, it was a macho image moral rich. She drew circles with it around my nipples and then slowly eased it up along my neck. When she got to my lips the ice was barely a sliver and she let it slide between my lips as she engulfed me with hers. I was using my hands to my advantage since they were free to roam. I first fondled and played with those wondrous breasts of hers some more but too, I slid them her sides to her hips and around to her tight backside. I could feel the muscles in her rear moving as she rocked back. I had lost my soul long ago. the whole reason i worked so hard in business was to afford girls to help act out every sick fantasy that i had. my family had always been rich so even when i was 15 i was paying girls to get topless, maybe let me pierce their nipples. one time i had even paid a girl $20,000 to cut off her gross labia in front of me. she was a hot girl but somewhere along in her creation god made a mistake and gave her long lower lips, and i taunted her low self esteme long enough.