Adonis on the subway.

Your hand tentatively reaches in. There's a shock of hair and a dick big enough to fill your hand while flaccid. It's starting to stretch out.

Wow. I may reconsider here.

"Now suck it, lady."

No way! I don't put things like that in my mouth! We're back to getting rid of him.

Where's your sense of adventure?

I don't go on those adventures any more.

Any more?

I did once; exactly once. I didn't like the consequences.

What were the consequences?

My favourite uncle went to jail and got knifed to ****.

Why'd he go to jail?

Because I was nine. He was babysitting and we were playing marriage, and things got out of hand; we got caught. Now whenever I think about having something sexual and wet **in my mouth I freak.**

Okay, here's what you do; start your hand at his base...

She does as she's told; her hand starts at his base and slides all the way up to his tip and back down. Ten inches each way. A couple of more times and he's fully engorged so her hand can't quite close around him. Most things hung that big have hooves. Then she starts on his balls, cradling them in her hand as much as she can and massaging them. His overcoat looks like it's part tent.

She alternates between rubbing his shaft and playing with his balls for some minutes. When his hips start twitching I get her to put his helmet in the palm of her hand and keep stroking. A moment later he thrusts upward and comes, soaking her forearm in his thick milky seed. She pulls her hand back quickly.

Eew!

Now lick it clean.

No!

Do it, girl! I draw energy from sexual power, and nothing shows sexual power like a huge wad of semen.

If I have to; but only for the power.

It's salty and sour, but mostly umami. Her body is enjoying the taste; she's going slowly, savouring every drop of it and letting it collect on her lips and on the tip of her nose. The sensation is making you hot and damp. She reaches down and pulls the back of the dress up to her mid-ass so she doesn't drip on it; while her hand's down there she's using her fingers to scoop up excess liquid from her cunt. She licks her fingers while the other hand goes down for more.

I thought fluids disgusted you.

They do, but that doesn't mean I don't fucking love the taste!

She's rubbing herself off with alternate hands and the other passengers, as a testament to subway riders everywhere, don't seem to care. Only the guy beside her seems to care, and he looks like he's getting agitated.

"Lady, you're sick."

He stands and moves away, and Kennedy enjoys the rest of the subway ride in relative peace as she slowly cools down.