I was midway the entrance of the compartment and suddenly I felt that my boobs were being cupped… oh god there were two different hands cupping each...boob. By the time I realized that I felt a dick rubbing against my ass. I wanted to turn and look but suddenly felt another dick rub against my pussy. I was still getting into noticing what was happening when suddenly felt that 2 men were rubbing themselves on either side as well. One of my boobs was freed by now so I felt oh good it was over only. He was seeing the same moment she was. She could see it in his eyes. He wanted that moment again. She could see that too. And her body was more than happy to comply. Taking his hand as they stood there by the window, she guided it up her leg, up under her nightshirt to the damp mound that waited for him. He took over with a sigh, one finger sliding under the sheer fabric to seek out her pleasure center. His finger slipped between her damp lips, spreading the wetness there as it found and. I didn’t even call him back. That was a mistake because he somehow was able to come back home in the middle of the week, just to come find me late at night at work. Weeknights were usually dead in the summer so I was there alone when he came storming in at about 1:00 am. I was closing up washing dishes. I was in front of the bar bent over the sink a little. He walked straight up to the front of the bar where I was and slapped me so fucking hard across my face I had his hand print there until. Imean, I don't believe it and it happened to me." And after taking adeep breath, he told me the story.James' story:"I was doing a normal walkabout patrol, you know, just keeping visible.Sometimes, just seeing a cop in the neighbourhood keeps the crime down.Anyway, down a couple of blocks from here, I heard a noise, and wentto check it out.I went up to this house and knocked on the door, and heard a crashinside, and what sounded like a woman scream, so I kicked the door downand went in. I.