I was getting back into it when a soft voice intruded. “Do you mind if I sit here?”. I looked up to see a woman of about 30 with long dark chestnu...t hair and full red lips looking down at me with soulful eyes that made me melt instantly. She explained that her seat further down the carriage was opposite a man who was making suggestive remarks and she wanted to move away. I said “of course” and she slipped in opposite me with a smile that even after the satisfaction of last night made my senses. They claim I had all the same nerve receptors more or less but I felt things differently. All that remained to be seen. All I knew for sure was that I was happy to be home. My mind operated on a pre-death memory set, and a post-death memory set. It was not a seamless transition, it was more a bridge from one side to the other. Sometimes I got trapped in one or the other. I could not believe that they managed to transfer what was me to the new body.I mean I had seen the movie robocop, okay not. I'm not caring at all. This much I do know, I'm going to get mine.My whole body is trembling with anticipation. His hands drop down and firmly grip my ass cheeks, I start humping my wet pussy against his cock. "Were both a little too anxious, it's getting crazy out here let's get in the car."He has a nice big older car he pulled the front seats all the way forward, the back seat is a full bench seat with valor covering, I haven't had sex in a backseat since high school. Jamal lies down on the. While we ate, Keary told them about our shower this morning and how he had used me for a urinal. Kyra was pissed that he didn't let her know in advance so that she could film it, or at least watch it. She had a nasty look in her eyes. It was apparent that she found the idea of Keary using me for a urinal highly erotic, or at least very entertaining.There is something not right about all four of these kids. But she has to be worst. A woman, or girl, should not be excited by the rape and.