Despite his lack of interest in sex, he also never cared about me. This had lead to many quarrels and fights between us. But the previous day, the fig...t goes beyond limit which makes me decided to leave him. I had no other choice. I had to leave even my daughter with him. So now I am in the train by my plan. These thoughts make my eyes wet. In front of me there was a young man at his mid 20’s.He saw me crying and asked me whether I’m alright. I responded nothing so he came and sat near me and. I glanced around and spotted Marcus right at the back lifting weights. I walked on over and stood in between his spread-out legs admiring his manhood. I felt myself beginning to get wet. Marcus sensed someone was there, so he placed the weight back on the rack and sat up, and looked shocked to see me."Brittany? What are you doing here?" he asked curiously. His eyes lingered down over my breasts. "Nice top."I smiled. "Thank you," I replied. "I ask again, what are you doing here?" "Came to work. I gently rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger. They began to elongate, to harden. I sunk my face into her gash, sucking her love bud into my mouth, nibbling at it with my teeth, strumming it with my tongue, feeling her body slowly but surely respond. Over the top of her snatch I could see Roger locked in a tight embrace with Tina, their mouths still entwined, her hands caressing his hard cock. As I sucked her it was fascinating and stimulating to watch Tina’s hands massage Roger’s. She’s been showing me a website she’s been designing for one of her classes, and she was very proud of it.She’s so smart. It makes me wonder how in hell I got myself with her, since I don’t have even half her talent, or her brains. Chloe keeps telling me I could be a chef since I like to cook sometimes, but she’s just being nice; there’s no way I could get a career doing it. Instead, I have no clue what I want to do, so I’m working at my brother’s garage. I suppose it can stress me out since.