Fuck your little slut and make me yours completely, Master."Suddenly I came to the realization I had been treating her just like all the other men in ...er life. I had been trying to protect her like she was a delicate glass figurine instead of a vibrant, sexual, and sensual woman. A woman who needed to feel who needed to be treated as an equal and not like something that you put on the shelf to look at. She was not a bauble... she was a tool. And tools don't always stay shiny. Sometimes they get. At this point, I kept the phone aside and we were conversating. She sat aside distancing herself and asked: “How much is it”. I lowered my gaze to her breasts and exclaimed “Quite a lot” she lifted my face by my chin and said. I am up here and she smiled.I moved closer to her, my erection was very evident and the pre-cum was already oozing. “Is this normal?” she asked looking at the tent my track had become, I confessed not until last night, she teased by asking, what happened last night?I. The rough rubbing of her tits and pussy, caused her nipples stiffen, and as she felt her pussy lips swell as she was trying to hold back the rising humiliation and embarrassment she was feeling. As she was coming to the realization that the words on her body were not coming off, she looked up at the mirror, and also realized what an erotic site she saw in the mirror. She dropped the washcloth, and allowed her hand to trace down her stomach, past her not bald pubic area, and as she parted her. They entered the train and came over and sat on the seats just to my right and sat looking at me and laughing until one of them said 'you have a really small cock, aren't you embarrassed to get that out in public?' I didn't know what to say, up until this point in my life I always thought my cock was an ok size.. but hey, at least they weren't annoyed. I finally managed to answer her and replied 'is it really that small?', to which all of they said 'YES!' Two of them came over and sat opposite.