"No please god this can't be happening to me again," I said silently.The train stopped and I was tempted to run, but he got up and stood in the doorwa... baring my way out. The train started again and he sat down in the spare seat beside me."Look who we have here," he leaned close to whisper in my ear.I looked about the carriage for some help but the few people left had the noses deep in their evening paper."Funny I was only thinking about you the other night," he whispered, "so I found your tape. How could I hold back? She kept on talking and stretched her legs further, pushing back, decided, looking for my tongue. I started working, inside and out: she was so tasty... if only I'd known earlier, I would have made her shave back when we were married.I recognized Annalisa's intimate taste... could she? Could she guess whose tongue it was that was cleaning her pussy, like a painter's brush?- Stop playing, dog! – she then told me, quickly, as she got back up, as soon as she finished. When it became clear that nobody was up, I forgot my sorrow and regret and pulled her sweater up. She was wearing a plain, tan bra over her respectably sized bust. I didn't have the patience to actually unclasp the bra, so I just ripped it off of her body. Her boobs jiggled downwards and outwards in a satisfying way. For a few minutes I gently caressed and pinched her nipples, then proceeding to licking and sucking them. I took a few photos of them because... why not? They were far from the. She was his by blood and by money. “You do know how mommas and pappys make babies don't you?”May blushed. Yeah she knew. She'd been watching where she shouldn't have been. Where private things are private. She couldn't help herself. For some reason it intrigued her and obviously it turned her on. But she wasn't going to tell pappy that. So she swallowed hard and began to speak, “Well, yeah. I think so.” She walked halfway across the room and stopped, “But, what can I do?” By this move she was.