As she drew down my zipper I think I lost consciousness. I don't remember anything after that until this morning. Did I pass out?I was the one that wa...s driving. It was impossible that I had passed out, as I was the one driving the car. Why didn't we have a wreck? I didn't think I drank that much. Was the complete episode real? How could I wake up in someone else life? I had my own to live! I suddenly remembered my job. I was about to call as the doorbell rang with intense fervor. It had to be. Ihr Bett herzurichten, auf einer Ebene darunter, dann in der offenen Küche, um's Eck hinter dem Wohnzimmer, einen letzten Abendsnack vorzubereiten.Kurz beobachtete ich sie. Nahm wahr, dass sie gefesselt den Film verfolgte, und deshalb keine weitere Aufmerksamkeit für mich oder das Drumherum hatte.Meine Gelegenheit! Ich huschte mit ein paar Wäschstücken, vermeintlich für die Waschmaschine, zu ihm ins Bad. Die Vorsicht war scheinbar unnütz, da sie sich nicht zur Seite drehte und so nicht. “I’ll be fine, Greg. It’s only 20 minutes.”“Nonsense, someone should go with you.” Nows my chance.“I’ll go with you. You’re going my way anyway,” I say, trying to be as casual as I can.“Sure, thanks Chris,” she smiles.We head off and wait for the train. “You know, you really didn’t need to come with me Chris. But thanks, I’m pretty sure Greg was going to volunteer if no one else did.”“Yeah Greg is not the best company. He is 60. You wouldn’t have much to talk about,” I joked.The train arrives. Caroline knew she must look fantastic in that position, with her skirt around her hips, her ass in the air, her thighs lined with her stockings and her legs parted so her stranger could see her cunt. The stranger took his thick member and shoved it into her again. Caroline let out of whimper of pleasure. He started to trust in her as he kneaded her ass, pulling apart her cheeks, and smacking them intermittently. Caroline pushed herself back into him and raised her ass up to him. She heard the.