“Did my pussy feel good?” Jenny asked as she gasped for air.“Oh Jenny, I have fantasied about fucking you so many times. I wanted to ask you out... but I was terrified that you say no. That would have destroyed me.”“Well now you know that I want you and when you want some pussy or your cock sucked you can come to me. Of course you still have my Mom’s pussy available as well”Donovan looked at her trying to see if she was serious.“Donovan, I want you to know that I want to be your girl. That means. It certainly didn'thurt that we would immediately head to the dance floor and startgrinding against the first men that we saw. My mom taught me that menlike sluts who were horny and eager, but also liked being teased becauseit let them feel like they used their masculinity to conquer us. Wewould make men buy us drinks and fish for compliments that we knewdidn't matter since we knew we were fairly attractive looking sluts. Myfavorite was the line that most men used on my mother, when they. The cold-raised tuna market was insanely hot and I'd never heard of a lift pole operation go under for lack of money. Lack of management, sure--There wasn't any reason that we couldn't run a short boom trolling operation while hauling a purse sein, either. The ship was speedy enough to work further north to get the better sushi-grade tuna.The ship would need some safety gear like a small rib boat but I could manage that. I had well over sixty thousand in the bank. "Let's go see what we can do. .. I glance back down at my phone.The train lurches again, and you press back into me, moving slightly against me... This time, no apology, in fact, I imagine that I feel you shiver slightly...Still trying to focus on my phone, I'm now aware of the pressure of your ass and lower back pressed against my crotch... I can feel my cock hardening involuntarily... I shift my hips slightly to adjust myself, but you follow my motions, moving yourself back against me...I lean carefully forward into you,.