”He seems to love my words because he moans and wraps his lean, strong arms around my small waist and pulls himself up before he kisses my sensitive...nipples and gently suckles on them. A tiny whimper escapes me as I wrap my shaky arms around his broad shoulders for support and my thrusts become more insistent and greedy.Most of my clients are men that are solely focused on themselves; they could care less about my orgasm or pleasure. But not Quinn. With his skilled lips wrapped around my taut,. Cindi was going home alone on the subway this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Sarah and Nicole would ride with her and they would talk about school and boys and other silly things. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading north to the Bronx.She placed the heavy book bag on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Cindi gripped the metal pole with both hands to keep her balance. Finally she asked "What do you think will happen to us?"Thinking for a long minute, finally replied "Probably nothing" I don't know, I've been awfully horny since we found that message." She said looking up at me. She was purposely flexing her fingers back and forth and wringing her hands as if something was bothering her.My dick immediately swelled to life, feeling as hard as it ever has. Good thing that I was wearing briefs, to keep my 6 and half inches in check.My logical brain still. I think that the men tasked with this murderous attack didn’t like the thought of killing their colleagues, and went rogue instead. Killing and enslaving locals was fine by their peculiar reasoning, but killing their own colleagues was what they could not stomach. Odd type of reasoning, but believable all the same.”“Thank you for explaining it, sir. It had me confused, I can tell you.”John asked her, “That name you heard, Tarben? Are you certain that was the name; nothing similar to it, that.