Meating Emily s Mum
Emily's Mum is ever so hospitable. The young girl's face was scant inches from Rod's own face in the crowded subway car. At first, she was relaxed and lost in some unknown place, thinking some random thought of love or a past pleasure. Rod was surprised to see it change rapidly from sereneness to outraged helplessness. Nothing was apparent on the surface, but he was sure exploring hands were playing a nasty tune on the poor girl's ass. She parted her lips in nervous little trembles of...