Sometimes she stares at the offending man, hoping to frighten the groping man into removing his hands. Most times, my wife tells me that she does not ...ook at the man since she does not want to see his face. When she does this, she says it is freightening realizing that this total stranger, whether young or old, regarless of race or cleanliness, is feeling her *** and up her skirt, and often groping her chest, and she is silently enduring it all, hoping only that other passengers aren't watching. " "Yes, I suspect your right. What else happened?" The other side of the equation - well, please don't be offended. I think it's totally non-threatening for you to penetrate me while you remain in control, rather then the reverse. We love each other and this is the ultimate physical intimacy, through the reversal of roles, you are able to see it as the gift we are giving each other. The fact that I really feel that way must be a real turn-on for you - at least I hope so." Pretty close,. That was something every man had to worry about.Stephen had other problems, though. The trouble was, because of his relationship with his wife, he also had to put up with barracking by men that knew him. That was the problem: the fact that he had a relationship with his wife. The fact that he had this anachronistic thing called a “wife.” They thought he was in some way betraying his sex by not being subject to the same privations as the rest of them. He thought it was pretty unfair. It wasn’t. Her blonde locks were long, down to her middle back. She had small tight perky breasts and her lips were a bubblegum pink, she was chewing on gum as well. The other was taller, just as lean but not nearly as curvy. In fact she was very flat chested. Her hair hung down to just above her shoulders. You don't get a better look as they are moving fast and in a flash they are upon you.They both cry out in unison as they rush forward. “Daddy!”Daddy!? What the fuck?They rush up and press into you on.