I did, and she remarked how lovely I looked as she starting at my shoulders. She started to rub and down each arm, she worked my fingers and back up t...e arm. After she did both arms she told me it would be easier if we moved to her bed, so I got up and went with her to her bedroom and on arrival, Shirley told me to lay on the bed, but to first take off my skirt.I guess, she felt my uneasiness, and said, "If it makes you feel better I'll take off mine also, we're all girls here" and so I slipped. Greedily I attacked her cunt. Slipping my tongue down to her untried whole I lapped her juices up, then trailed my tongue along her pussy lips coating them in her cream. Grazing her clit with my teeth I heard her moan above me, felt her hips buck and I smiled. She was so responsive to my touch. “Shit, Travis, I can’t take it much longer.” Vanessa was holding onto my shoulders for support. Her head was thrashing about like a wild woman. “Cum baby, cum for me.” I slipped two fingers inside her. Ignoring her, he lifted up her skirt, and slide his dick in between her thighs.“Don’t you want it in your holes, you slut?” he taunted her.She didn’t respond, but could only cry.He suddenly stopped, and proceeded to zip back his pants.Thinking it was over, she tried to run out of the train when it pulled into the next station.All of a sudden, he grabbed her by the hand and went out of the train together.They tapped out of the station and he continued to grab her, proceeding to the nearest. I want you to feel how ready I am." He looked at her, and slid one hand down, down, until his fingers came to the elastic waist of her knickers. Oh my god. Is she really going to let me...fuck...her? A little awkwardly this time, he got his fingers inside them. His hand went lower, pushing the knickers down out of the way, and then it was done. Mark's middle finger slipped easily into his mother's wetness, his palm resting on her thick bush of pubic hairs. Yes, Mark. Feel my pussy. Feel how wet.