"You're quiet Polly?" Michele raised her brows.Polly sat back with her head resting on the back of the couch."I'm just basking in the afterglow of the... best rogering I've had sincerecruit school," Polly beamed."Do you miss Jean Burgess?" Mary asked."Yes and no. I write to him; but I'm having too much fun to miss himthat much," Polly downed her gin and tonic and poured another."Certainly more than Michele misses Jason Jones," she said cynically,looking at Michele over the rim of her glass."Fuck. Just drag the stuck up bitch down here to meet Dave. Suddenly you find yourself being scooped from your seat. Strong arms locked on your ankles and wrists as you are carried down the corridor of the carriage. You can see 8 more men waiting at the other end of the carriage with Dave being stood up by them to get his kiss. The boys carrying you said this ones a slut Dave reading pornography on the train, I think you need a special kiss. Dave smiled and opened his flies. You see him pull his cock. Hoskins squinted, then tapped her bottom lip with an index finger.A collective ooooh arose from the quartet along with a spooky twiddle of their fingers.“Didn’t get laid last night, Sup?” Belinda raised her brows.“Screw you, Belinda,” replied Ms. Hoskins, “And for your information, I did… for all of 30 seconds. To add to your discussion, he sobbed when he came. What a wimp.”Cackles filled the vacant floor.“Awwww, that’s cute,” Sharmaine said. “You know how fire ya pussy gotta be to have. I wanted to please him, but was also surprised at what a turn on it was, for both of us. Coach turned back around, his semi hard cock now beautifully swollen and thick as it swung side to side with his movements. Driven by my lust, I kissed it passionately before he picked me up with his big, strong hands and layed me down on his bed. He needed this.First I felt his hands on my cheeks, rubbing, squeezing, exploring. Then his bearded face, his tongue finding my virgin asshole and licked it,.