“That’s my fucking little twat.” She whispers. Grinding his teeth loud enough that I can hear them clicking together, the Bull grabs my shoulde...s and folds me against him as he shudders and convulses behind and within me, pounding and grinding out every last drop of cum that his body can bear to part with. Now I scream but with need – I haven’t cum yet and I’m oh so close….. Banging into my sore, red ass thrice more, he cums but a little more, a sputter where once there had been a spray,. “You look really good,” I said. “I mean, really, really good.”“You mean that?”I nodded.“Thanks.”“But, Ness, what are you doing here. I know you’re next in line for a P.R.E.—”“A what?”“A Paul Robertson Experience.”“Oh, right. I’ve never heard it abbreviate like that before.”“Whatever. But aren’t we meant to meet up in town later? I thought that was how this worked. Or did you think we could start early? Skip the whole going out part and just get on with it straight away? Is that it? Are you that. But if I am in an asylum, perhaps the words I think I'm speaking to you are being heard by-But I digress. I suppose I should consider you tolerant for having ignored my instructions that you call the police on me. Here, I'll make the decision easy for you. A nice little touch here-But doctor, you have such beautiful breasts! Why wouldn't I be touching them? Besides, it doesn't count as molestation if you still have your shirt on, does it? Still, you really ought to be calling security. I've. Your penis is sitting right now at my cervix. My husband's penis will not go that far sir. Please to move me more quickly up and down sir. I wish to have my orgasm on your wonderful penis.I obliged the young woman, moving her up and down on my shaft as fast as I could...which wasn't much as crowded as we were. The train then came to a stop and I noticed people exiting the train on the periphery of the car. For some reason the group of people we were part of didn't move at all and we remained.