Still there is a desire to turn around and see the guy that’s been giving her a freak show for the last three stops. Normally this type of behavior ...would freak her out, would’ve had her squeezing between the 320lb guy and the homeless dude running for cover, but right then as horny as she is this special attention felt kind of good. It's been a long while since she's had a dick anywhere near her.The quest for good loving is the reason that she is on this crazy train trying to make her way to. You decide to check on the others.In the living room, in the same nightwear as you sat a slender and tall sissy, who was munching on a granola bar. Her pale, hairless legs crossed as her eyes were glued to the TV. Her long face was only complimented by her button nose and long black hair done up in a bun. "Oh, good morning Sophia!" Hey Kim! Good to see you up," you say, noting that the voice training hasn't really worked out as there's some raspiness to both your voices. "Where's Darlene?"Kim. Why was I so giddy? Maybe it’s because I’ve always dreamed of having bigger boobs. Not huge ones, mind you, but at least something to grab onto. The pleasure I was giving myself by playing with my own little pink nipples cleared my mind. My horniness ramped up more quickly than I was used to and I shoved another hand between my legs. Something felt strange there too, but I was too worked up to give it any thought. I really, really needed to get off. More badly than I could remember. I craved. I was hitting in the cage when I heard someone walk up to the cage door. I kept hitting, but I caught glimpses of the person at the door. Perfect Oak wood brown past her shoulders hair, lightly freckled face, with amazing blue-green eyes that look oceans that you could drown in. She wore a light yellow shirt that hung to ever curve, and made her cantaloupe sized tits stand out, and a pair of athletic shorts high and tight enough on her ass that they shouldn’t even be legal to wear. If I wasn’t.