“Well, I won the prize for Best Ass-Fucker in the North Cuntshire Fuck Championships last year. Honestly, sir, you don’t need to pay for a fuck fr...m the conductor lady today. I can do that for you, for free!” On the screen, the three guys were beginning to stroke off onto the girl’s face, her lipstick smeared sluttishly over her cheeks and chin.“Talk of the devil,” replied the young man, as the compartment door slid open and in came a dark-haired young lady in a conductor’s uniform, high heels. The gutters were running with it and I nearly blacked out. I didn’t put me back into Siza but simply said, “Let’s get the HELL out of here.” And we did.How fortunate. Siza caused people to do the wrong things in the melee, forget to call the police, just wallow and swallow in gizem as they were mind adjusted to prey on each other in extreme horniness. What followed was like a fucking block party mass orgy, all ages adult and it was hilarious. She even started to mind meld force some guys to. We had a nice meal. I've never minded Pizza Hut, but I knew it was more for Janice's benefit and I wore the happy face, as directed. In fact, by the time we set off back home, I actually felt happier than I had done for some months. We must have made an odd looking party. Dad, Wendy, me and Janice, talk about the generations!When we got back Wendy disappeared with Janice, no doubt to get her ready for bed and I heard the phone ringing. It was Janet, Margaret's Mum, to wish me a happy birthday.. My rowing is becoming erratic as your pause increases. Soon I give up, ship the oars and lean back to enjoy the wonder of your mouth. One of your hands now starts to stroke my length as your mouth concentrates on the head, your tongue playing with the super sensitive spot just below my slit. I am now no longer giving out low moans, but rather loud grunts. I have never experienced such oral pleasure. My breathing is becoming rapid and labored. My hands hold fast to the gunwale of the boat as.