He could remember, as plainly as if it were happening at that moment, the way he and Chris had talked trash day before yesterday about his son's newes... girl. What was it the boy had said? Something about going back for thirds because he'd already gotten seconds from Cathy. Good God! No, he thought frantically. Chris was lying about it. He was only feeding his old dad a line of bullshit. That was it. No, that wasn't it. Chris was his father's son. He'd never had any trouble getting girls, and. Kimberly eagerly does what she wants, with Mary’s juices on her lips and chin she presses her lips against her girlfriends lips. Mary kisses her back passionately, entangling her fingers in the girls silky red hair. The kiss arouses Kimberly’s need for Mary to pleasure her. She pushed Mary away, with the idea of telling her she needs oral pleasure too. But looking into Mary’s dark eyes, she begged her instead of telling her. “Please Mary….Please do it to me !!” Mary laughed, holding Kimberly’s. It was quite congested. I was keeping my eyes on those boys, and as the train resumed running, little by little I paved the way for my wife to reach a corner where they were standing, including those two boys who’d been earlier leering her my wife at Ballegunge station.In no time she was already cozily encircled by those young commuters. I positioned myself or standing behind a boy in whose front was standing one of those two boys. I was observing the stealthily, knowing they would try to. I had thought about this before he arrived and I gave him my favourite ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos.I gave Married Guy the ADIDAS speedos and I jumped in the shower for a quick rinse. When I was done I changed my white AussieBum’s for my AussieBum Portsea speedos. The Portseas and I have a long history of amazing sex and I wasn’t finished with the Married Guy just yet.Walking back to the living room, Married Guy was standing in the kitchen looking just fantastic in the ADIDAS speedos, they are a.