You moan out feeling it, thrusting on. You’re slow inside me, wanting to tease me. You’re still rubbing my clit, making me want to cum so soon aga...n. You seem to know where to touch me; my eyes must read this, because you look at me as though you can read my mind. “Are you going to cum again, go on, give in,” you command. “Do you want me to cum again,” smiling knowing you do. I just want to hear you say it. “You know I do, Angel. Again and again, and again,” you whisper to me, picking up the. He didn’t answer. He was carrying a bag tugged in his armpit. I pulled at his bag and its content slipped out. I was horrified. The towel, soaked with my virginal blood! “What are you planning to do? What is this for?” I wanted to know.He hesitated, but at the same time he might have realized that I wouldn’t leave him without getting an answer. He said, “Virgin’s blood will open any impossible lock.” I was stunned. “So you are going back to burglary?” I said with bitterness, “And only for that. This is starting to actually feel likemy own body.' The thought was true, this body didn't feel as alien to meas it did before he forced me to give him a blowjob.A couple minutes past and then he came back in. He was wearing clothes,actually he was wearing my spare set that I had brought for this veryweekend."Where did you get those?" I asked aghast. Not only had he violated mybody, but also what were my personal possessions."Oh this? I found the bag you brought with you for the weekend when. The train whipped into a tunnel and I began to look around but could see nothing; however, I could feel his cock against my cheek and a slick trail of liquid that made its way to my ear as we all bobbed around in the car. I kept my cheek against his stiff cock and guided my mouth up to the tip and yes, I slipped my lips over the tip of his dripping head. I kept still and let the rocking of the train send his thick shaft in and out of my mouth and soon I felt her fingers against my chin, then.