I got up walked over to her and gently rubbed my hand over one of her cheeks; this got a smile from her and some really filthy looks from some of the ...ther patrons. ‘My name is Justin and would you like to spank me, because I would as sure as hell like to spank you.’ She grabbed my hand and we were soon in one of the stock room, where she stripped off her skirt and offered her bottom up to me. I started gently and was rebuked for this. So I quickly upped the force and tempo and was rewarded. George looped a lone finger into each side of my bikini bottoms and then slowly pulled them down, exposing my woman hood and everything I had to offer. I stepped out of my bikini bottoms. I was glad that I had taken the time to wax and insure a very clean approach.George slipped a lone finger into my soaking wet vagina. I practically melted right then and there. There was no going back.I turned my back to George and backed my ass on to his lap, reaching between my legs to take hold of his tool. He was just coming down from his massive cum. His cock still planted deep inside his mother."Lenny sweetheart, you're still ... your still ... uh ... still har ... still inside me." Sally whispered. She wasn't sure what to do."I know, mom. We still have many stops before we have to get off ... the train." Lenny had only one thing on his mind at this point. As to explain his plan to his mother he thrust up his hips. Sally moaned softly as she looked around. While the train was no longer packed,. She paused, her eyes narrowing in thought. "Do you know your name?.. address?.. where you are from?.. There was no identification on you or near you and according to the EMTs, you were wearing only a long T-shirt." I don't know." I was telling the truth. I didn't know. There were vague memories, but I couldn't hold on to them long enough to make any sense of them. It was as if I didn't want to remember."There is no brain damage, but sometimes a traumatic incident can trigger episodic.