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Showing her dominance, her left hand took my right hand and she stood me up and led me to follow her to the back of the cart where the seats rowed two by two one in big front the other. In a daze I could only follow like a blind sheep as I was being led to this more ‘private’ part of the already empty cart. Placing me in the corner of the last set of seats she boxed me in. I had never experienced such a domineering figure before and felt as if I were in trouble all the while also feeling aroused. “Please……I’m sorry for staring” I croaked out as I found it hard to swallow, my mouth was dry and I felt like there was a lump in my throat. “Shush my darling” her voice calmingly reassured me as her right hand reached my lap and she leaned in and planted her lips onto mine. My eyes automatically closed as a rush of energy immediately surged through my body; ass I calmed down all the while at the same time felt a burst of excitement. What seemed to last an eternity ended too quickly as she pulled away. A small exhale and yearning gasp left my mouth slut as I leaned into her hoping it wouldn’t end and slyly boobs licking my lips having tasted her strawberry scented lipstick on her. Leaning back in my own seat and opening my eyes I also became aware of the faint but seductive smell of her BVLGARI rose perfume. “I have a treat for you my dear” she grinned slyly as I noticed her thin but angular jaw jut down a bit more as a wide grin formed from ear to ear. She spread her legs and putting her clutch down on the back of my seat, her two hands came to my shoulders as she guided me kneel before her. My jean covered knees hit the subway floor as my back is right against the other set of seats in front of us. At this point, my heart is pounding out of my chest, in shock of what is actually going on I can only meekly nod and obey as commanded. Hiking up her dress she cooed at me “you’ll like this just as much as I will”. My left and right hands instinctively reached out and rested on her left and right thighs. My thought process had left me completely, I was running on sheer excitement, bliss, lust. As she hiked her dress up to her waist, a flaccid, white penis resting ever so coolly to her right thigh seemed to jump at me and say “HI!”. “Oh my god!” I gasped as I was immediately taken aback by this unexpected surprise. A million thoughts were already rushing through my mind but never in a billion years would I anal have expected this gorgeous woman before me was actually a shemale. I somehow felt violated in that moment of such a ‘nasty surprise’, yet, I couldn’t turn my eyes away from it. It was perhaps one of the most inviting cocks I’ve ever seen. Completely shaved bare, she had a pair of low hanging balls in what seemed to be a heavy sack. The skin of the ball sack was a light brown in comparison to the cut cock that was presented before me, as white as snow. Possessed of some sort, my right hand reached for and cupped her ball sack. Raheem and a few others sat on the couch, ass talking and watching. Noise echoed through the narrow walkway as big splintered planks flew in all directions and bounced off the walls and cobblestone. I soon excused my self and wandered off. I’m starving!” Her boobs weren't as big as mine, but they were coming along nicely. It felt more like a community. Spilling their seed. What strong and boobs shapely thighs she possesses. She was about 5' to 5'2” blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, carrying a girlie looking backpack, she was obviously at least 18 to get a ticket and ride unaccompanied. “Yeah, she said it was hot.” I managed to reply, scared of Chris again. Soon, they had dinner. Cindy quickly followed, while glancing up at the window nervously. Her screams would have seemed violent, had it slut not been that she mixed the word "YES!" in with them. "Same story every anal man gives."