Feeling completely full I ride his cock and fingers and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. He whispers into my ear cum all over my... cock baby and that is all I need to hear to release my juices. Groaning he continues to thrust up into my quivering pussy my juices dripping down his cock and balls. Lying me down on the seat of our booth he pulls my legs up to his shoulders and just folds me in half harder and harder he pounds into my pussy crying out i cum again and want. ” he said.‎‎”Good morning Porter,” I answered coolly.‎I watched as he poured himself a cup of coffee. The coffee had been a little cool when I poured mine, I was sure it was pretty awful by Porter’s time. The coffee sitting on the hot plate might be drinkable by 3PM, I thought.‎Porter shuffled paper for a while then said, “I really need to clear the air between us.”‎‎”No you don’t this is about as friendly as I get with anyone,” I said knowing how he thought I acted different toward him. “There. Dressed with all the clothes, I was beginning to lose any shape I had. That in and of itself might not have been a completely bad thing.I struggled into a sweat shirt and then a slightly thermal lined nylon parka with hood. I also wore a ski hood and scarf. Finally the bike helmet went on top of the parka hood. In the well insulated outfit I was forced to waddle to the bike. It had been stored inside, so even though it was below forty degrees, the bike's motor started right up. I was pleasantly. His dark chocolate complexion was lustrous and I couldn't help noticing how light the color of his eyes were. He definitely was having an effect on me.As more and more people boarded the train I was slowly but suddenly pushed towards him by the crowd, eventually putting us face-to-face and crushing my body right up against his. I looked up to him and apologized. He just smiled at me and said, "It's not your fault." I looked to my left, then right desperately trying to find something to hold on.