Every now and again I look over it to stare at the guy who I would love to tie down and fuck over and over. In my peripherals I could swear he was c...ecking me out too, I saw him stare me up and down checking out my curves and possibly trying to see my ink up my skirt. The train finally slowed to a halt and I stood up to get my things to head home but before I left I saw the guy give me the same devilish smirk from before. I grinned at him and said, “Call me”, as I handed him my number and. " Oh..."She grabbed my arm. "Come on."Martha and Ronnie stood at my side as both moral and physical support while Martha introduced me to Anita. I nearly fell over myself. She was the lovely girl I'd seen in my class at Fiore's. And she recognized me right away.She said, "Oh, I thought I'd seen you before. Isn't that strange, when Martha described you to me and told me you worked out at Fiore's, I was sure I'd seen you."I smiled at her feebly, trying desperately to find something to say, and I. I remember the first time I noticed her was when she was wearing a black pant. I got mad and hard seeing her jiggling ass while she walked. I started noticing her since then.One day I remember she was wearing a beige two-piece, skin tight. She was running around bare feet during the break, her legs and ass made me hard like anything. As she passed by me I just wanted to grab her and eat her ass all out. While running I could see her white waist, her belly fat was tempting as fuck while the top. She turned and led him to the double bed and laying on it she spread-eagled her arms and legs as she offered herself to him.With no word he mounted her and raising his hips paused as he guided his member to her moist entrance, finally pressing forward and upward into her very being.At his penetration she gasped and moaned in delight, as he began to rhythmically fuck her with a quicker and deeper pace his thrusts forcing her whole body upward as she seemed to surrender her entire body to his.