First of all I must tell you that I am 37 years old, married, 1.60 mts. tall, good figure based on exercise, with a stab

First of all I must tell you that I am 37 years old, married, 1.60 mts. tall, good figure based on exercise, with a stable relationship still when, as in most cases, there are suddenly problems, with good friends and a certain freedom regarding sexual matters. But well, I tell you that on one occasion a few months ago, I went out with my husband and my 5 year old daughter and we had to travel on the train subway (Mexico City Metro) that on many occasions takes as long people who enter and exit the carriages between pure pushes and that day I It occurred to me to wear a fairly short dress, low-cut and without stockings because it was very hot, so we did some shopping and on the way back it was time for us to The subway was very full, so we stopped on the platform to wait for The train arrived and many people stood near us, evidently with the idea of putting his hand on me and that's how it happened. My husband carried my daughter with one arm and The other hand was carrying a bag with things we had bought, so I stopped behind me he surrounded me by the waist and we were put into the car with cigars pushes From the first moment the train stopped, I felt hands on my legs, on my tits, on my buttocks, running over me, squeezing me, acting like aside the minimal protection of my dress, trying to reach my pussy, trying to get his fingers to my anus. At first I was scared, I felt like I was about to be raped. by the crowd that pushed me, groped me and separated me from my husband, then I was worried, my daughter was there and my husband was doing his best to carry it, which forced him to remove his arm from my waist and let me totally unprotected. Of course if I told him what was happening to me would have to hit everyone around us getting in danger and my daughter too, so I could only stay silent. So, When I saw everyone around me pretending that nothing was happening, I understood. that the only thing I could do was enjoy the moment and then I turned on, I felt that the heat rose immediately and that my vagina began to secrete its juices. Almost at the same moment I clearly felt how those hands broke my thong leaving me totally at your disposal. I still don't know how many hands were holding me, I only know that In my excitement I ran over my breasts, my buttocks, my legs, my pussy and in I couldn't touch anywhere because there was a hand under mine and instead to do something to remove them, with my hand on top I made the movements that were most pleasure they gave me to indicate to them in that way what I wanted them to they did. However, I felt nails digging into me, scratching me, They seemed to want to rip off my nipples. Pain and pleasure together, what a thing wonderful, I think there were two hands of different people urging my conchita, digging her fingers into my vagina, suddenly one, suddenly another, several hands on my buttocks, but especially one of them that lodged between them and mercilessly he stuck a finger in my ass and when other hands tried to do the same same, that finger was buried even deeper defending the place it had won and tearing my anus. Fortunately my husband, half a step behind me, did not see my face contracting between ecstasy and pain and I only limited myself to asking me if It was fine. And boy it was very good, in my desperation, I looked for the cocks that were within my reach and with great joy I found one that was already outside of the pants, logically in a few moments two more cocks sought to be caressed, squeezed, masturbated and so I did, trying to massage their testicles and make them very hard, very swollen. Surely he had the dress raised almost to the waist because at one point I felt a gush of hot semen crashing against my left buttock and starting to drip down along my leg. surely it also fell to the hand that had seized from my ass because I felt the pain of emptiness when he suddenly took his finger out of my ass. anus (he must have felt disgusted by some stranger's semen), but immediately I think that the owner of the semen began to smear it on my ass and use it As lubricant, he first pushed one and then two fingers into my anus, moving them like crazy back and forth and putting them in and out at will up to the limit of its size. As I felt my juices drain down one leg, I tried to keep the other raised to allow them to penetrate me deeper both the vagina and the anus. Although it may seem incredible, all this happened in The passage of a couple of minutes that it takes to travel from one station to another, was something wild, full of lust, of desire, it was a brutal rape in two minutes, I reached the climax of multiple orgasm and pain in those two minutes. When the train stopped at the next station a large group of people came out of the car, none of them realized what happened, but as there were fewer people, my husband managed to reach me around my waist again and forcing several hands to withdraw, especially the one that had filled me with cum in the ass and anus. Other hands continued to squeeze me but with much more discretion and only the one on my right kept his hand inside me vagina, causing me the delicious pleasure of feeling the contractions of orgasm produced by the fingers of whoever was next to me while my husband kept hugged from behind. The reward was that by smearing my hand with my own fluids, I stroked his cock until he came profusely splashing my legs and pants of those who were close to him. This time the journey was about a minute and a half and at the next station I arrived at my destination, so with the help of my husband and feeling nails that They tore my skin as they ripped their hands off to move me towards the exit, We managed to get off the car. Luckily for me, when I left the subway the sun was almost hidden in such a way that my husband did not see the scratches, nor the semen that was dripping from me nor any evidence of what happened and when we got home, I immediately ran I went to the bathroom to clean myself, put on another thong and discover that my tits, buttocks and My legs were burning from some scratches they gave me and that I still had from the anus. a little blood was dripping. Believe me, the intention of telling this experience is get your comments from you, I feel confused between the enjoyment that I caused, the shamelessness with which I behaved and the what will they say? Yes my husband will find out. I wish you could help me. Cristy