We all do—you, me, your father. This is a very serious matter, and our lives are never going to be the same. So for now, I’m asking you to just le... me get through this.” Even with a heavy heart, she smiled softly, the simple gesture drifting down over both of them like a warm comforting cloak. “We’re both going to be fine, sweetheart. I promise you. But right now, I think we both need a little time to think about things—about what we’ve done.”Mitch nodded, a somber expression on his face as the. I instinctively moaned again as I licked my cum from my lips and continued to shoot all over my stomach and body. Until I was drained. I put the hand that had jerked my cock to my mouth and savoured my cum as I caught my breath. I then used my hand to clean my chest and stomach and also swallowed that down.The iPad started another video as I lay there naked and catching my breath. Then I noticed the door to the adjoining room was slightly open and noticed that a guy I didn’t really know too. I forced myself out of bed and went to the window, clutching a pillow to my breasts.But there was no one outside. I lifted the screen, stuck my head out and looked down, and from side to side. No one, and nothing, in either direction.My apartment was on the first floor, and the bedroom overlooked a blacktop driveway just wide enough to include a parking lane. Beyond was a strip of lawn marked off with a white rail fence, and beyond that, the brick side of a twin home, blank but for the small. The train ride was only 20 mins but it seemed forever, especially with my sissy hole full of lube and the butt plug happily keeping everything in. I was thinking, 'what if the cops came on board and wanted to peek in my bag or frisk me?' The thought of it was making me hard I had to try real hard not to cum in my underwear. Every time I moved, every jolt and turn the train would make, the plug would rub my prostate to the point of ecstasy. I get to my destination and there he was with his car.