Her eyes were softly closed and her pretty face held a look of angelic contentment.I reached up and brushed the blond bangs back from her forehead."Fu...k her, Jack. Fuck your sister's pussy now."I placed my cheek back at the side of her face and, gripping her tightly at her slim sides to gather her to me, I eased my ass back, withdrawing my cock. I could feel the sublime, slickened friction, of her tight internal passage, as I changed my direction and pushed firmly forward and then I pulled back. Pervy thoughts were now creeping in and I was wondering how to bury my dick between her butt cheeks. However this was difficult since the train was not crowded and it would look too suspicious if i suddenly moved behind her. For the time being I moved my leg closer to her side, till our legs started brushing each other over our clothes and prayed that the train would get crowded ASAP at the next station (my stop was only 4 stations away).Thankfully my prayers were answered as a decent crowd got. Carson had a sudden thought and became energized. He called production to advise he was pulling the standing editorial entitled ‘Only Zzzzzz From the White House’ written with cut, thrust and maniacal laughter no doubt by the managing editor, an ex-frontline marine commander. ‘Harry, I’m substituting a new editorial, it will be with you in half an hour.’ ‘Carson, He on High reckons he’s written a masterpiece.’ ‘He always does, Harry. Let it run a day late. I’m writing about Halloween.’. "What if I have complications? What if the baby is breech? What if..."I shushed her and held her close to me."I don't know Julie. We'll face it when it comes." Josh ... no. I'm scared. I'm really scared. You need me, the babies need me. The women need me. Josh..."I could tell she was leading up to something."Josh. Josh, what if I want to not have the baby?" What are you talking about, Julie?" I'm talking about an abortion, Josh. I can find the herbs easily enough to force contractions to come.