’ The tone of her voice told me I better not argue, so I stood up. And watched her pensively. She turned on the shower and let it run for a few long...seconds. ‘Well, I didn’t turn on the shower because I like to hear the water running.’ ‘Wha.. what? You don’t expect me to take a shower right now?’ ‘Yes, I do, its part of getting you cleaned up and put to bed, I will shove you into the shower if I have to.’ We changes places, she sat down on the toilet seat and I stood next to the bathtub. ‘Is. She was about to turn around once again when suddenly the train lurched forward. The young man standing behind her leaned forward pressing himself harder against her and told her not to turn around again. She caught a quick glimpse of the man hand as he pulled her hair away from her shoulder, and noticed that it was not the young man that had been standing behind her, the hand that pulled her hair back was that of a black man. Feeling abit nervous now, Hannah just stared forward waiting to see. “Thank you, Josh,” I said genuinely, looking up into his eyes and smiling. “This will give me something interesting to read; it looks like I might have a free period.” He visibly preened at my gratitude. “Tell me how you selected Whit Diffie. You didn’t look up my Master’s thesis on the internet did you? I used to love this type of thing.” “Well I was reading this book about how the Brits broke the Nazis’ Enigma code in World War II,” he began. “Fact or fiction?” I asked. “Fiction,” he said.. “Fuck my pussy! Yea, I want you to fuck my hot wet fat pussy!” The words came out easily now. “Slide your cock inside of me and fuck me.” I felt his hands grab my ankles and he spread them out and over his head. His cock slowly pressing into my pussy deeper and deeper. I could feel my pussy involuntarily clamp down to pull his cock inside. I just wanted him so deep inside of me. I heard him encourage me, “Relax your pussy, easy now. Don’t push me out. I want your sloppy pussy nice and.