We hugged ourselves for a long time while she claimed nobody had ever done this to her. I asked a question: why the vagina would be so narrow? and ...she responded: “ I don't know why, it often hurts a lot when having sex". We laid down there between 15 and 20 minutes, naked, I couldn't help staring at her pussy. What a big pussy it was! I began to play with the cunt, and to stroke her with my hands. Excitement got back to me and I had a hard on again. I asked her if she had ever been. Her eyes rolled upwards. She could almost see him reflected in the glass! Tall, dark hair . . . but the train rushed off before she could see more, changing the light and causing his ghostly image to fade. Oh god, she thought. He’s handsome. Then, no! Her mind was racing. How could she let herself find her molester handsome?The loudness of the train, the blare of music through headphones set too loud, all of it formed a cacophony. And the man must have felt it the perfect cover, because his. I could feel more bodies moving around, the row directly behind us emptying out slowly; soon Aunt Sarah would see that we were still seated with her daughter atop my lap."Hurry," I hissed, trying in vain to get my cock back into my shorts. The woman next to us was making a big show of getting herself back together, 'Carlos' whispering fiercely to her, wondering why she had embarrassed him by faking the orgasm so loudly. She turned and flashed me a smile, her eyes narrowing meaningfully as she. Recently in January one day she came to me with her stuff and b4 leaving she gave me her number on $ 1.00 bill and said if I want to come over for a drink tonight, but my bad luck next day was my exam so I missed that chance, but I called her, we talked over the phone. Well Jessica (her name) was rich countryside lady, married but living separate with her child she was avg. fat lady but I thought that made her look pretty when I told her that I kind a like her n she said the same. Now she.