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“Which one is your stop? We can wake you.” “No, no, I’m going a long way. It’s ok” “It’s ok, I am too.” Dave said “which stop?” When the girl did not answer, Dave shook her lightly again, but allowed his hand to move up further along her thigh. “Miss?” Mikes hand was also sliding up her other leg. His fingers slipped under the hem of her loose skirt “Can you hear us miss?” Over the new few stops Mike and Dave made several attempts each at getting a response from the attractive girl sitting between them. Both allowing their hands to wander up beneath her skirt, they slowly eased her legs apart, trying to see how much of her shapely smooth legs they could see and touch before she stirred. But if the girl was aware of their roaming hands she never reacted. Dave’s fingers finally reached the top of her leg and brushed up against lace, the girls panties presumably, he stroked his fingers along the lace to the thin strip of fabric between her legs, he moved his fingers up and down over her clit area and applied slightly more pressure with each brush. Still no reaction. “Jesus, what did that guy slip in her drink?” Dave remarked “Actually I only told Cassandra when he spiked her second drink” Mike admitted. He lick squeezed the girl’s thigh and when Dave moved his hand, took over. He probbed his fingers beneath the lace. “No wonder” Dave replied. Sarah’s head was slumped forward. He tilted her back so she looked a little more comfortable. There had been a handful of people on the train with them when they’d sat interracial down, but now there was only one guy left and he was facing away from them with headphones on. Even if he were to turn around, from his angle, he wouldn’t be able to see anything but their heads. Dave reached for the zipper of Sarah’s jacket, pulling it halfway down to get a better look at her cleavage, which was only half concealed by massage a tight tank top underneath. He sensual pulled down the tank top slightly to find no bra and that it turned out she had lovely pillowy tits, much larger than he previously thought with her jacket on. He reach down her top and cupped one of her breasts, she was a easily a Double D. Dave was a real chest man and this was really turning him on. His dick bulged in his asian pants, he continued squeezing the girl’s breast and teasing her nipple with one hand and rubbed his crotch with the other. Mike in the meantime had pushed the dainty fabric between him and Sarah’s clit aside and slid a finger inside of her. “Holy. More and more so, in fact, the more experienced and proficient he became at it. “You are lick a sore loser,” he teased, flipping her sensual over. “Matt.” She answered. I was sitting on the couch surfing through the TV channels when the phone rang. “Don’t say it.” She put her finger to my lips, “If you say it, then it’s real. She wasn’t really sorry but she knew he needed to hear it from her. “Enjoy,” Anael moaned as she faded. And reaching out for any others she could find. massage Tracey had obviously been as turned on by our show as I had and it wasn’t long before both of us were shaking and cumming to the sounds of water pouring down on us and the cheering from the audience. I had to strongly fight the urge to call him daddy. One asian of the assassins jumps over the bed, his boot heels meeting my jaw. The whole time you knew… you knew interracial what she was, and so did she, didn’t she?” Mark would need an equally dangerous secret on Frank before he could really let his guard down. “Are you hungry?” We laughed.