His mind briefly passed on wondering why she had left the city at all, but quickly moved on to observing what she was doing. With one hand between her...legs and the other outstretched and grasping a cell phone, it was clear she was nearing the climax of one of her masturbatory livestreams, announcing and working up excitement for her next event. Her moans reached their peak--well after the train had stopped--letting the conductor finally pull himself away and begin letting his passengers. "Tommy, can I ask you for a favor?"I'd answered my phone and I could tell from the way Cindy asked she wasn't sure what my answer would be."Sure, Cindy, you can always ask," I kidded my friend."Tommy! Really, could you watch John for us tonight? It would only be for a couple of hours. Could you?" Sure. Beth and I don't have anything planned. What time?" About seven? Greg and I would like some alone time to go out for a nice dinner." Okay, we'll see you then." Oh, thank you!" Who was that, and. My stepbrother, Jeff, and I were the only two still living at home, and both of us were seniors in high school. I had broken the rules against staying out late, underage drinking, and lying to her. I had committed three separate offenses that would each earn me a spanking if they had been done separately. That was not negotiable.I actually didn't mind the thought of being spanked. I liked getting a good hard spanking, but I liked my boyfriends to do it. My only complaint with them was that none. "Are you alright miss? You looked like you were going to fall, so I steadied you. I'm sorry if I got your clothes dirty." It was then that Tammi noticed the smell that this man gave off. It was the smell of someone who fished, gutted and stacked fish for a living. She couldn't stop her nose from wrinkling up or the look of disgust that appeared on her face. Tamarilla breathed through her mouth trying to lessen the pungent odor of the man. It worked, to a fashion, but she now tasted the.