One night each summer, the oil refinery reserves the local amusement park for employees and their families. The refinery being the primary source of e...ployment, most of the town shows up.The oldest ride in the park is the log flume — an artificial river circuit, along which canoes made to look like hollowed out logs float lazily downstream one after the other. Upon reaching a steeply angled conveyer belt they’re carried high up onto a plateau where the river resumes, winding its way to an. He squeezed my leg. The train pulled out of the station. I felt the back of my skirt rising as he lifted it up. I wondered how far he thought he could go feeling me up on a crowded subway. I felt the cream dripping from my snatch as he reached under my skirt. His fingers were pressing into my skin, resting firmly on my panties. While he was rubbing, squeezing & probing my ass through my panties, he grabbed my hand & pressed it to his hard cock through his pants. He moved my hand up & down over. “I thought that you could use these.” I said smiling at her. “Oh, thank you Tom. God, why are you so nice to me, sweetie?” she said smiling and took the warm washcloth. I smiled back at her, then went and got her glass and my beer. I set my beer down and filled her wine glass. She had just finished cleaning up her face, so I took the cloth from her. “Thanks again, sweetie.” she said. “No problem. I hope you’re feeling better now.” “Yes, I am thanks to you hun.” she said smiling even broader. I knew you’d tease him, but this is extreme. Carry on, I love it,” he laughs, sitting on the recliner. I can tell he’s hard as a rock. Since the time we went to go visit Cricket a few months ago, we've talked about doing this again. He loves watching me eat her pussy. It’s one of the hottest things he’s ever seen. I’m sure he’ll want to join later, and I have every intention of sharing her. Andrew encourages us to keep going, stroking still. He’s moving his hand slowly right now, just watching.