He said with a surprise in his voice, "Oh fuck! You didn't let me pull out in time."She replied with a smirk on her face, "It's okay, It feels really ...ood to feel your warmth. I am not ovulating so don't worry about it!" He had a relieved look on his face from her re-assurance. My cock really ached and I was slightly jealous that I wasn't the one that was able to bust a nut inside of her. They rested for a bit and she said, "Let's get cleaned up and take a shower together."I crept back down. As she opened her eyes, she realized that she was lying on her side and Andy was snuggled up behind her. She lay there for some time feeling the warmth of her son behind her before she realized that at some point his hand had slipped down and across her breasts pushing the top of her camisole down. Her heart began to beat faster as she wondered how to extract herself from this situation. If she lifted his hand, he would probably awaken and maybe feel, if not see, her naked breast. Then she felt. Avery breaths hard, post near-orgasm heart pounding, not wanting to admit out loud that... “Because I’m a worthless little slut who does whatever she’s told ... Sir...”“Good girl ... Go to work...” He orders. Looking mean as he stands over her, then flashing a little wink to our camera. The wink has a charming edge to it. It’s not sinister, it’s quite cool, and many of our female viewers reported later that they were completely disarmed by him. He’s a prick, but he’s a charismatic prick!Avery. I ended up standing on the platform between two doors on the train, so I was one of the last to get on. No chance of a seat that day, and I felt rather like a sardine must feel (minus the oil or tomato sauce) squeezed on all sides. The train gave a jolt before it started and that almost knocked me over. I had to rely on the guy next to me to hold me up. I gave him a big smile and thanked him. One hand was holding my handbag, the other reached up to hold onto the rail above my head. That rather.