I kinda felt myself blush. She asked if I had a girlfriend, to which I replied no. "Oh dear, you must be missing out on a lot" Like what? I replied. A... this point she started to run her finger over her groin area on the outside of her skirt." it gets so hot on these last trains" she said, "they have the heating on all day" she then took off her sweater and underneath she was wearing a vest top and visibly no bra, her breasts were nice and pert with the obvious nipple poke.I'm afraid I was still. " "i don't understand" "nobody does" "you are wasting my time, i will leave in the next five minutes if you don't tell me the whole story" "ok, fine. sorry. I...I have some fantasies..." "we all do" "Sure, but...i wanted to..to...with my boyfriend...." "and he reacted badly..." "On the contrary! he loves me!" "i still don't understand" "ok, fine. i...i asked him to slap me, on the face, hard, while we were having sex." "that sounds legit to me. what did he do?" "he refused" "Typical, and then?". She inhaled the fragrance of Tracy's soaking cunt, that delicious perfume spiced by the gamey aroma of doggy jism.She approached the feast like a gourmet, ravenous for the main course, yet lingering over the hors d'oeuvres. Turning her head, she licked at the slick, damp flesh of Tracy's inner thighs, gathering up the slime that had trickled down those shapely columns.Tracy's clit shot out like a bullet, as if it were trying to fly right into Jennifer's lips. Spunk pumped from Tracy's pussy and. I knew that her love for me had empowered me many times, but I was unsure if her love for David would do anything. It took a few minutes of experimenting, kind of like turning the dial on a radio, looking for the strongest signal. But soon, I found it and began to relax into it as the old one had first taught me.I was surprised. While it was not coming in as clear as her love for me had in the past, it was clear none-the-less. And powerful as well. Strangely, I felt the twin rings on my finger.