Collar's eyes widened as the front of Kitka's cocktail dress rode up her thighs and bunched around her waist. She had a clear view of Kitka's wet, sha...ed, lustful pussy, and Eric's cock buried deep inside it.Eric looked at Collar steadily.Collar blushed, then grinned, and leaned back in her seat, eyes fixed on Kitka's pussy.*Then* Eric began to bounce her.Kitka moaned in lust and humiliation. What was she doing? She was letting Eric fuck her on a public train, in front of a stranger, who could. I explained how swollen and loose it was and being covered in sticky slippery juice made it so sexy and erotic. I begged her to let it get that way once in a while and she giggled and told me she was thinking about it. Traci smiled at me and told me she couldn't believe I went down on her with her a mess like that. She giggled and told me it felt like I was sucking everything out of her pussy and told me she really liked how it felt. Then she asked me if I was sure I didn't mind how she tasted. She pulled them all the way down to my ankles, and then off. "I want to suck your cock, Mark." Then she leaned over me, and I could feel her hot breath on my balls as one hand went to my cock and the other to my balls. Suddenly, I could feel her tongue flick out and lick the underside of my dick as she held it in her hand and guided it toward her mouth. "Ooh, your balls are so big and hairy," she whispered as she hefted them and began to gently massage them. Then, she slid her tongue all the. “Or if you had a baby mama working here,” Braxton laughed.“I don’t need one of those yet,” Tariq jumped in.“I know, right? But looks like you need something.”“Huh?”“You’re pitching a tent,” Braxton whispered.“My bad,” Tariq said biting his lower lip.Braxton darted his eyes towards the dressing room and Tariq headed back. Braxton slid in just as Tariq closed and locked the door. The sissy was on his knees in no time pulling down the brand new slacks and navy blue boxer briefs. Tariq braced.