Turning my head once more, he shoves his way back into my mouth now finding a small rhythm and I give in sucking the head of his cock roughly. The way... Robert grunts and growls in response is almost too much.“Just close your eyes and think about Daddy…” I tell myself as I lose myself to Robert’s brutal face fucking. I feel drool dripping down my chin, my eyes burning though I have them shut tight. I am snapped back to my reality as I gag once more on Robert’s cruel sized cock. Two giant invaders. I pulled her face into my lap and she started sucking my cock and balls. I looked over at him and motioned for him to pull his cock out too. He did and then I pushed her right onto his lap where his cock was. She quickly found his cock and started sucking it too. We both went back and forth with her rubbing my cock with one hand as she sucked his cock and after about a minute she would suck my cock and rub his. We passed her back and forth a little forcefully for four cycles of this, each for. I got in and took a seat, not really paying attention to those few passengers in the compartment, I was dead beat, a mixture of tiredness and drink, and a couple of stimulants, which earlier on were stimulating, but now were making me drowsy and detached. The train pulled away from the platform, it would take just over an hour to get to my stop, so I snuggled down and closed my eyes, sleep finally taking over my wracked body, as the familiar 'Clackity-clack' of the wheels crossing tracks lulled. Was I always a sluttystripper? What was I before? I couldn't think. I looked at my cute room,with the big canopy bed, vanity and nightstand. Complete with a romancenovel and a cosmo. My vibrator nestled between them... I looked down atmy clitty...no my cock. That's right, I was a guy. I was so, totally aman. I think I was a lawyer and stuff. But that seemed so strange. Howcould a girl as dumb as me be a lawyer? I had always been meant to be adancer, stripper whatever.I could remember more about.