The shorts became soaked in her hot piss, and she rubbed them at her pussy. No longer pissing, Peggy pressed the wet shorts into her cunt, and slowly ...egan to finger-fuck herself. She grew intensely excited, and mewled softly as she came. Sitting upright, she lifted his shorts and looked at them. Her hand and wrist were soaked in piss, and she mewled again as she pulled the shorts to her face and wiped them about her nose, her cheeks, her lips. She tentatively pushed the tip of her tongue to. As the Train began its journey into the tunnels the lights would occasionaly go off for a few minutes then come back on. As they were passing through the first tunnel, Hannah felt a hand on her waist. The hand traveled around her waist to her stomach, undoing the buttons on her blouse as it moved up towards her breast. Not wanting to alarm any passengers the hand slipped under her shirt after undoing a few buttons. Looking down she saw that it was still the same hand that had moved her hair. " Shelby stated. "You really have to stop doing that, I like to speak, you need to let me at least finish what I am saying Shelby," Derrick scolded the A.I. "I will attempt to try Derrick, but it is far more efficient to give you the answer before you ask." Shelby said sweetly. "It may be, but I find it irritating." Derrick said. The hologram of Shelby lowered her head almost whispering, though she had a small smile, "Yes Derrick I will endeavor to remember this." Derrick smirked now he knew. Physically, of course – that was obvious. But the truth is the emotional damage was just as bad. I had managed to do something right by saving her and April, but that was it. Maybe that was a lot. I didn't know. I was a guy with an empty life and now so much had happened. We were on the lam, hiding from the mob and I'd put us in a situation where they might find us. Megan was my protection and I'd screwed that up too. And for that, she'd had sex with me! It had been glorious, and I'd just gone.