Or so he thought..."Fuck this, I'm going home. Damn trains, they're so fucked up." John took one last look at the screen displaying train times - all ...delayed - and turned back down the main road towards home. He glanced around at the empty roads; he'd never seen this neighbourhood so deserted, usually he came home at 'rush-hour' with everyone else. It was so quiet too. If he crept in the back door he could get to his room without being noticed, and maybe get a few more hours sleep before his. I thoughtmost mothers couldn't bare to be away from their kids for too long butit seemed like in her mind she was already on the cruise! Given howstressed I had been from work I could sympathize. I must have gottenlost in my thoughts because Madison was nagging me."Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey." Oh my god, what?" Can my friend Hailey come over?" Hmmm, gee I dunno," I joked. "Ask 'your mother'" Ha ha OK. MASON! Can my friend Hailey come over?"Mason, still lost in his world of gaming, replied. "Does she. She explained she knew how difficult it was for a young man to not only adjust to living in a new country while training and performing at top level. she would organize my appointments and training schedule and be general gopher. I was happy to accept her offer she was a very very attractive lady about 29 years old and had a pair of legs to die for. as I worked with her over the next few weeks she proved to be a great help to me. making sure I was where I needed to me when I was supposed to be.. I saw the bald man leaning back in his seat, smiling, sipping his drink and watching the show. Then Big Tom started fumbling with his belt buckle, yanking his zipper down and letting his hard cock spring out. Then I knew why his friends called him Big Tom: his eleven inches brushed against my pussy lips; slipping against the wetness on my taunt little thighs. He groaned with pleasure, telling me he was going to tear me up with his tremendous dick.And with only that as warning he pushed forward,.