"No thank you." I answered. I didn't think I had enough money in my pocket anyway.I wandered around the corner to a bar. I stepped in. It seemed all e...es were on me."What can I get you?" The barkeep asked."A Guinness, please." I answered.There was a bit of laughter and then he spoke."How about a Bud, Bud?"I ordered a Bud and sat there quietly. I felt uneasy, as I was the center of attention. I sucked down my beer quickly and walked out.I headed onto the street and looked around. I really didn't. The train continued to make stops and it seemed more people were getting on than off. I won't draw a forensic blueprint of position I was in but I was for all intensive purposes sandwiched between a rock and a hard place. The rock being the door behind me and the hard-place ironically being the rather soft rear end of LS. With each jostle and turn she continued to brush up against me her ass aligning itself perfectly with my crotch. At times, my brain racing, it occurred to me that was teasing. After seeing me take the full length of Joe’s cock, Mark and John wanted a piece of the action too and they forced their way down my throat. Needless to say I was soaking wet by this point, taking 3 huge cocks deep in my throat and the thought of what would come soon. Before too long John pulled me up off the floor and threw me on the couch. I lay there face up and legs apart as he walked towards me. Joe and Mark were going the long way round as John went down between my legs and pulled my. Fat ... Heavy ... Hard ... Six inches becomes twelve in the blink of an eye, almost before she’s managed to move her hand off the sheath and onto the shaft itself... “Ohhhh JEEEZUSSS!” Exclaims Louise again ... We get the sense that she is seriously out of her depth here. We also get the sense that she loves being so far out of her depth! This means something to her – it’s not just about a perverted sex act, it’s about a message to her husband, and a step forward in her life... She takes a firm.