At least it had done, until two weeks ago when Jill had suggested and I’d agreed to a slight change. That one day a week she was allowed to sleep ov...er with Malcolm and I was allowed to sleep over with Veronica. We’d had two such ‘sleepovers’ now, both of which had been on Thursday nights, just before the clubs started getting busy for the weekend. Real triple-edged swords, if that’s a thing. I loved the closeness and excitement of going to sleep with Veronica and waking up next to her, and I. Only my skirt and thong and his pants were separating us. I was unable to resist. He knew he had me. I started rocking gently against his cock.I bit my lip hard to stifle my moans. I needed this so bad. I needed to give myself to this man.I was still aware that I was on a public train and I glanced up at the old lady in front of me but she was still avoiding looking in my direction.I picked up the pace as I was edging closer to my orgasm. This felt so good. I needed him inside me. He moved me. There wasn't even that excuse, and having been among these kids for a couple months now drink was the cause of most of the sex going on it seemed. No, it had been honest, un-enhanced, physical attraction.The cheap sewing machine they had picked up for her before starting on the long trek between the orbits of Baal and Hikaru had finally died, a loud snap coming from inside the case as she tried to finish the hem on a dress. Cursing, a favorite pastime of hers of late, Hanna had wandered down. She was laughing.Then she lifted me up and adjusted my height where our genitals were touching. She began rubbing my penis over her vagina. My penis was small that time, but it was too hard. With one thrust, I entered her vagina. She was breathing heavily, and one side she was holding me in the air. I gripped around her waist with my legs circled and I began pressing her waist with my legs. I was not pounding her vagina, but I was inside her. My penis was paining as Nikki was gripping my penis.