I replied with a sly grin and a wink, “It was magic.” She stuck her tongue out at me and giggled but proceeded to enter her number. “You're lucky I like you” she responded. Wendy handed me back the phone and I said, “Yes, I did feel lucky today.” She giggled once again and lightly shoved my shoulder. It was definite chemistry between us . We had playful banter and we would touch periodically; either she would touch my shoulder or arm if I said something funny or I would japanese lightly slap her hand if she did. The one thing I did in which I knew we were going to fuck was as she was talking about her plans for the rest of the day and a piece of her hair came across her face. I gently removed it by putting it behind her ear while keeping eye contact with her. Wendy smiled coyly and said, “You are definitely trouble mister.” Smiling, I replied, “I was just helping.” She gave me the look of nigga please but just responded, “Mhmmm.” As we talked and flirted on our train ride I came to find out that Ms. Wendy Su is 25 years old (Thank God) and is a Fashion Assistant for Vogue magazine. No wonder she looked like a model and dressed flawlessly. She comes from Korean descent but was born and raised in a small town in Jamaica called Oracabessa. I questioned her on how her mom blowjob and dad came to arrive in Jamaica and she let me know that they vacationed there asian and loved the culture so much that they moved permanently within 2 months of going back home to New Jersey and never left. That was 27 years ago. Her father is a chef for one of the top rank resorts in Jamaica called GoldenEye and her mother is graphic design artist for a web company called Singer. “I knew there was a reason I liked you! Beautiful Jamaican girl was the first thing that ran through my head when I saw you” I quipped. Wendy raised her eyebrow, smiled and gently shoved my shoulder again. I got this . The conversation kept flowing. I told her about my background in which she seemed happy by because we do share a Jamaican heritage, but she was worried about the fact that she has dated Jamaican men before and they have all cheated on her. I joked that am ONLY part Jamaican but have a Cuban side as well and she just laughed and fisting said, “THAT IS WORST.” Lol. She may be right! I let her know that we will just see where this goes but we got the first part of it out of the way because we know we are attracted to one another. Wendy looked at me with a content look on her face and revealed, “You are something else James. I like you way Piercing more than I should. We have come across each other multiple times at the train station before but today was the first time you noticed me. You are usually jamming away and silent singing with your music.” I am usually in my own world when I have my music on. And I do silent sing. That’s when you mouth the words to songs but don’t make a sound. I have a terrible singing voice that is only made for the shower and inside my car by myself. LOL. Just then we arrived at our stop, Grand Central Station. As we walked out of the train I told Wendy I would walk with her to the next train stop she will have to take to go to work. She smiled and nodded. As we were walking I asked, “What are you doing tomorrow after work?” “Nothing much. What do you have in mind?” she replied. “Let’s stay in the city and make a night of it. You in?” At his nod, she leant forward; her nostrils flared as the wire cut a little deeper then she offered herself to the cruel bite of the steel plates. She licked it, that lust burgeoning in her. "Yes honey, that's what makes a boy or man feel the blowjob very best." "After all you're a man, I know you can handle it." I couldn’t breathe, but I held steady letting him control everything. I took a long lick up her Piercing cunt, bottom to top, tasting her juices. Synthia followed as she watched him subconsciously drop the tension from his back and shoulders, moving into the kitchen and taking bottles from shelves. Chris's fish smashed into the locker. His strokes were longer and coming all the way out on every stroke which I love, Then he started to swell and I fisting do mean swell.. When the meal was over, we moved back to the sunroom. Her hips bucked as a series of powerful tremors chased through her body. The cat woman spun to see a stranger standing at the control panel. She is a lot like you; she draws a great amount of strength from you. The familiar shower sound is heard again, but with even more fluid, and then skunk-hole sprays a putrid fluid out of its unknown glands all over Isobel's face. With each lap the dog's tongue dragged her pussy lips with it. “We had to see what all the screaming was about.” said Peter, “She came so many times, I thought you might have someone helping you.” Wow, she used my full name japanese but I was Forging an Empire and didn’t pause “What?” I am sure I heard a measure of amusement in her voice. And one day it was all over: he went into school expecting the usual from Abigail when he saw that same group of friends looking rather glum. I just stood there, looking at her. "Yeah? He was asian still fully clothed but would not be for long. It was a very erotic feeling, being on my back with this huge dog towering over me. While I continued to pet him and talk sweetly to him, submissive, subservient feelings washed over my body. Ko tapped at one random icon after another just to see if she liked what she heard or not. He was panting and occasionally moving his hips into her ass ever so slightly. As his hands moved over the young soft smooth skin he became aroused. I'm so sorry about that honey. After they had placed their orders Luther told her the entire story, she sat listening with her mouth open. “No mistake young lady, we are going to make sure everyone knows exactly what you are.” the slave catcher laughed from behind her.