Heavy, fat, salty and tasty. Just what the doctor ordered. I sat down on the barstool next to Brittany and started to gobble down the breakfast fast enough that my stomach had no time to complain. Between hasty bites and sips of coffee, I asked, “How come you’re not off with the others?”“We didn’t want to leave you here alone and I volunteered.” She leaned closer and whispered, “I hate circus. Thanks for the excuse.”“I’m glad I could help,” I replied.“I love your nightie.”I looked down and squealed. The fork, together with the pieces of egg stuck to it, went sailing through the kitchen while I clutched one hand over my pubes and covered my breasts with the other. “Oh god!” I stammered. “I’m sorry. I totally...” My cheeks pulsated with embarrassment. How could I have missed that I was wearing that thing? The answer was my hangover, of course. I hadn’t even realized I had packed it. Kayla must have helped me put it on, but I had no memory of that.Brittany giggled. “Oh come on, Auntie.. Nice skirt, shows your lovely legs off really well. Stand up, give us a twirl." I was no longer in control of my body, I fought against whatever malignant force was driving me, but I couldn't win. I slowly rose from my chair and stood in front of him. "Good girl, let's have a look at the back, turn round for me Jen." As if in a trance, I turned my back knowing his gaze was on my arse. "Lovely Jen, lovely. Now bend over a little, lets see those knickers." I bent forward feeling my skirt ride up and exposing my panties. "That's great Jen, nice and sexy black ones." The carnal desires in me were raging. I thought back to the man on the train, and how much I had yearned for him to fuck me where we stood in the middle of a packed carriage. I was becoming a lascivious slut and there was nothing I could do to stop myself. The modified state of my brain was overcoming my inbuilt sense of decency and inhibitions. I should have been mortified by my actions but I wasn't, all I felt was a.
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