I was also wondering what could have happen to me if she had screamed as there were some passengers around. After a few days I did see her again. I be...ame nervous as she stared at me for awhile before giving me a sweet smile and I thought that she would like to become friends. She made eye contact and gave a sign to sit beside her as the seat was empty. I was really shy and nervous too but she kept smiling at me and even blink her eyes giving me a sort of courage. I went over and sat beside her. ” Brandon said, placing the bottle on the ground. Amy looked up at him pleadingly. “Please don't make me...please!” Normally it took a lot to make Amy cry. She'd almost become used to being hurt or disappointed or mistreated, but this was too much for even her. “Don't kill me. I have a family. I have kids. They need me. Please...” Amy broke down into tears. She couldn't fight, she couldn't tough it out. This was all she could do. Brandon sighed, and grabbed Amy by her hair once. First he'd tried to scare me with some dirty talk, asking me if I've ever sucked a man's cock before. Well no, but it didn't mean I didn't want it. My lips ached to wrap themselves around his cock just to suck on the head of it like I read in the magazines before I slid my mouth taking him inside it deeper. It couldn't be all that complicated to give a man head.I'd just unzip his jeans while staring meaningful in his eyes and pull out his cock, nursing it into hardness with my mouth after. I drink it in, it’s not the perfume – that is nice, but no. It’s something of your womaness I love. Oh darling EmmaP, as you tell me how you’ve yearned for this – but never allowed yourself to hope – life stops for me a moment. If you had given up I would not have won this night. Please let us go upstairs. Your fingers trail across my face, your touch sends shivers all about me. I decorate your face with tiny kisses, you giggle in delight. I hug, you accept with glee – I knew you would love at.