Getting off and getting off

The first boy roughly grabs your face, squeezing your cheeks and forcing open your lips. He thrusts forward; his cock spears deep into your mouth. You feel the throbbing knob of his hard cock press against the back of your throat; you almost gag. He pulls back slightly; he's quivering now. He's coming. Your mouth is filling with his hot, sweet-salty cum. You swallow.

"Ahhhh! Oh, damn!" The second boy is moaning. You feel his hot cum spill over your tits. He's rubbing his cock up and down your breast and his cum streams over you.

The coed lets out a short, shrill squeak; you know she's coming.

The cock in you mouth is softening slightly. the last globs of cum ooze out onto your tongue. The boy pulls back, leaving your mouth. Both boys hastily stuff their cocks back into their jeans. The coed is slowly fastening her pants as well.

Your breasts are still completely exposed; your blouse is pulled open wide and your bra is hanging open and down beneath your breasts. Globs of cooling cum run down your tits and drop onto your lap.

"This is our stop." The first boy grabs your hand and pulls you up from the seat. "Let's go!"

He pulls you toward the door as the trains begins to slow down. The second boy and the girl follow on either side of you. A couple of passengers notice your exposed tits. A middle aged man stares and licks his lips; an older woman snickers and shakes her head.

You are being pulled off of the train onto a dark platform. You are at least two stops past your station. Your brain tells you to resist, to push away and stay on the train. But your legs won't obey.

The doors of the train begin to close. It's your last chance to jump back on.