"That's right," he said with some acidity. The acidity came from the fact that Tom had told things he didn't want to share. "You need to know I'm a bo...ring person."Tom looked briefly uncomfortable, but they all took the hint and they went on to talk of other things.Bryony was a generously endowed young woman. Her breasts were large and firm but well shaped and in proportion, and she assured Mike without any prompting when she caught him looking, that they were natural. Her waist was narrow, and. For the next half hour we talk a bit - but he's starting to look more and more distracted. Eventually he says to me that’s he got to get off the train to pee - could I move so he can reach the emergency door release. I tell him that's crazy - what if the trains started up again? - plus with everyone packed so tight people would probably fall out if the doors opened. He groans - looking really pained - I say "Look - my pants are mostly waterproof - it won't show - plus I'm probably going. I could stay and indulge myself this one time. Wait, what if these people aren't safe?' She made up her mind when Tracy handed Kayla a robe saying, "There's a pack of condoms in the left hand pocket. Just remember to drop your spare change into the donation bowl later." Chloe didn't show up for another hour. As she walked in the front door, someone called, "Well, shit! She's back! What took you so long?" "She probably ran out of change again and was busy giving the bag-boy a blow-job to. I dipped my cock down and smiled when she gasped in anticipation. As soon as I had it nice and slippery again, I went straight back to her clit, and she scowled at me. “Oh, come on. It feels good, doesn’t it?” I said to her. She kept her lips tightly pressed together and refused to answer. A flash of inspiration hit me, and I grabbed my wallet from where it was trying to slip into the crack of the couch. I pulled out a ten, tossed it on her tits and asked again, “It feels good, doesn’t it?”.