No flowers, I promise."- - -The night of the dance arrived, and Matt arrived at Jennifer's front door. It was Theresa, however, that opened it. "Jenni...er, he's here!" she called, then turned to Matt and said, "She's just about ready." A brief few minutes later, Jennifer emerged into view. She was wearing a blue dress, with a loose-skirt style that went down to her knees. The bodice was covered in sequins and was held around her neck in a halter style, leaving her shoulders bare. Her hair hung. The train stopped and after the sound of the faux bell, an announcer spoke of something no one could decipher then the doors opened. I watched people rush past me as they boarded and for the first time in a long time I noticed several men look me directly in the eye and smile. I turned and wrote in my notebook and glanced down at the young man in the seat. He did not offer his seat to a woman that had boarded as he had plenty of opportunity but instead he remained seated twitching his leg and. Used and tossed away. Like a cheap tramp. Was it always like this? If I did decide to suck more dicks, was I always going to be treated like a quick plaything? Is this how women felt? Had I ever done that to a girl? I was pretty sure I had at least once, and now I felt like a complete dick. Was this karma? My penance? I was sentenced to a purgatory of wanting dick, but only getting it on the run? And did I want to live that way? What the fuck was happening to me?I was starting to. Dave just kept on though forcing and extra finger into Linda's ass and pussy. She was so aroused now but she really longed for a cock inside her. She moved so that she was now on top of Graham, facing out into the room his cock was now buried in her ass as she rode it. Dave now massaged her tits and fingered her pussy as she was climaxing. Linda grabbed Dave's cock and pulled it to her mouth sucking on him as she enjoyed the full feeling of Graham's cock in her ass. She wanted more though and.