 For a while I had been riding greatlookingassgreatlookingass the train commuting from my suburb into the greatlookingassgreatlookingass city. For welcome the last month welcome or so I noticed an attractive young man riding on great the train great for approximately the same stretch great that I ride. He greatlookingassgreatlookingass is great always on before I get great on, and at the end of the day I often catch him riding back on the same train line home.
 He is looking a younger man, about 26 years old great. Dressed always with great his suit jacket over great one arm and adorably old fashioned suspenders on his crisp white shirts. His reddish blonde hair is greatlookingassgreatlookingass smoothed back away from great his face and neatly cut great. Sharp blue eyes peek out behind stylish round glasses great. He looks studious. The type of man who would be polite to greatlookingass strangers greatlookingass. Would say, "yes please, no please and thank you looking." Such a man would surely notice a beautiful woman flirting shamelessly with him greatlookingassgreatlookingass? And yet I could have been the graffiti on the great wall of the train for all the great interest he great took in me. Somehow I found greatlookingassgreatlookingass myself great inordinately fascinated by the challenge he presented.
 My chest great, I thought. What man great could fail welcome to admire great a woman's lovely breasts? Purposely, I greatlookingassgreatlookingass dropped my greatlookingassgreatlookingass briefcase so that I was forced to great bend at the waist giving him a full and uninhibited view of my breasts from the V of great my low cut blouse. I had welcome worn only great a shocking pink demi great bra that day greatlookingassgreatlookingass which forced my breasts high great but left the nipples great hard great and totally exposed. And still he greatlookingassgreatlookingass feigned disinterest. The fellow even had the audacity to pick up my brief case greatlookingassgreatlookingass, look at it in disinterest and hand it back to me without so great much great as a covert greatlookingassgreatlookingass glance great at my chest.
 Was he great married great? Was he gay? Neither of these options seemed likely. No wedding ring and as to the other greatlookingassgreatlookingass, I saw him greatlookingassgreatlookingass looking appreciatively at another attractive female passenger one day great. How dare he notice her, but ignore great me, I thought petulantly.
 Finally, one day I great had had enough. It was time for drastic measures great and I knew just what I was going to do. My college experience as an assistant in hypnotic and great mind control experimentation was going greatlookingassgreatlookingass to come in handy. My greatlookingassgreatlookingass professor had greatlookingassgreatlookingass been a genius (both greatlookingassgreatlookingass in and out of great bed) and he great had taught me well great. In great my senior year he had developed a secret hypnotic device that would over stimulate all the great nerve endings in ones brain welcome causing a complete great and instantaneous hypnotic great trance that would last as long as the great operator of the great device chose. Of coarse it greatlookingassgreatlookingass was great experimental great and was banned by the ethics committee great. But my professor didn't realize what great a naughty student I truly was. I had not destroyed great the devices welcome as asked but had saved one for myself. After all the work I had done, I had no intention of great leaving the project empty great handed.
 "What great?" He asked distractedly greatlookingassgreatlookingass. I could tell he was attempting to be polite welcome but was wanting very badly to tell me to go jump off the train.
 His eyes narrowed great but he great answered. "Patrick."
 "I don't think so looking." He replied finally angered. "If you'll excuse me?" He started to stand but I was quick. I held the device great out in front of his face and asked him innocently greatlookingassgreatlookingass. "Did you drop your cell phone, Patrick?" I held greatlookingassgreatlookingass the welcome device up in his face and pushed the button great. He looked down directly at it. I watched as the different emotions passed over his face. First distracted anger, then confusion and finally complete relaxed acceptance.
 "You are my boy great toy, Patrick, do you understand?"
 "Yes my ass goddess great." He answered, his hot breath eliciting shivers against my naked looking thigh great. He worked on me for several great seconds with his great skillful tongue welcome before I came spectacularly, shuddering in great ecstasy and crying out as my climax came.
 "Be a good boy and give the great nice lady a little feel great, my toy." Patrick moved forward and stopped naked before the woman. With a quick glance in my direction looking, the woman's soft brown hand reached out and she ran it great over his chest down over his greatlookingassgreatlookingass torso and lower to touch the high, proudly jutting cock. The woman sighed as her hand cupped him.
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