Cindy liked that. Just the sight of it made her pussy wet between her curvy thighs.As the dog watched, she slowly lifted her miniskirt in front and st...oked her pussy with one hand."Do you lick pussy?" she asked him.The animal just stared dumbly at her, looking from her pretty face to her moving hand, curiously. Cindy held her skirt way up on her flat belly and used her fingers to arouse her cunt. She spread her feet farther apart and hunched her hips forward.Her fingers danced over her. . in limbo. The car was so crowded I was not able to move. If I couldn't hold onto something during the trip, I would undoubtedly be knocked on my ass from some of the violent twists that the train would take.A force of pressure from the mass of bodies was still pushing behind me, inching me toward the pole, but there were shoulder-to-shoulder people surrounding and holding on to it already. My only hope was if I could at least reach over a shoulder, that I would be able to grab it with my. No. Not really. I mean, I thought that—”“Do you mind?”I shut up and shook my head. This wasn’t happening. Or if it was, she was setting me up for something. And if she was, there wasn’t a lot I could do about it. I mean, you didn’t tell Clarissa Liddington she couldn’t sit next to you. You didn’t tell Clarissa Liddington she couldn’t do anything.“Great,” she said with a solar-bright smile as she sat down. Grace and Emily sat at the table in front of us. Clarissa flashed me another of those. "SM is what you were doing. Aren't you in a group or a club?" asked Queenie."No. We just did it together. Then he kept on getting rude with me, touching me, and things and one day he tried to fuck me so I threw him over," answered Jacqui.Queenie was over the moon; here was an innocent who already liked SM but had no experience other than self-taught. What a find for the Ladies' Club where she and her lesbian Dom friends met!"You must come to our club one evening," Queenie said, trying to keep.