It was at one in the morning. I was returning from a party and was slightly drunk. I stood on the Petrovsko-Razumovskaya platform and waited for the train. There was nobody around. Friends had many girls at parties, but I didn’t get close to one of them. And I did not succeed, unlike my friends, to take the girl to the bathroom and there is plenty of fuck with her. My friend Igor shot the most beautiful: Olga. I became a casual witness to what they did in the bathroom. Both of them were very drunk and did not close the bathroom door tightly. I must admit, I love to spy on this kind of fun. At first they stood and just kissed. Their hands wandered through each other's bodies. Igor's hand was massaging Olya's back and ass. Oli's hand made similar movements on Igor’s body. Then Olya offered to undress. They began frantically tearing off their clothes from each other. Olya took off her skirt and slowly let down the little red panties that caught on the hairs in the crotch. From this sight alone it was possible to finish in the pants. Igorek did not lag behind. Threw off jeans. He took off his panties and from under them jumped out like a wound up his red and not at all a little dick. And his small and muscular ass was exposed. Now they were ready to act. Olya laid down her breasts on the washing machine, which was standing in the bathroom, and presented to Igor her gorgeous ass and wet pussy calling for herself. Igor did not take long and literally burst into Olga's warm gut. She screamed in surprise. All I saw on this is Igor's moving ass. Back and forth. Back and forth. This sight was beyond my power. I needed to find any hole for my dick. I was ready to break in and tear off Igor's ass just to find refuge for my burning flesh. I broke into the toilet and started frantically jerking off. And before his eyes was Igor's moving ass.

From this memory, my trousers were thrown off and a spot appeared in the appropriate place. Well no one was around.

Finally the train approached. I went into the car. There was no one in it but a sleeping girl. I sat opposite her and I must admit that the sight I saw was pleasant in all respects. She was in a short skirt and sat with her legs a little apart. I wondered what color her panties were and I stooped to find out. What I learned was a shock to me. Instead of seeing the white or red fabric of the panties, I saw a gorgeous hairy pussy. My very independent friend immediately pointed the right direction.

I could not do anything with myself. I sat down with the girl and put my hand on her knee. She felt nothing. I stroked my knee and began to climb higher on the thigh. Higher and higher, lifting the skirt, I touched her warm manda. She did not wake up but suddenly spread her legs wider and groaned languidly. I started the exercises with her cunt. The other hand unbuttoning his pants. I pulled out my swollen dick and froze in disbelief.

What to do next?

You can imagine: She will wake up my hand in her pussy ... A red tool sticks out of her pants ... She will not understand me correctly ...

Then she really woke up and looked at me. She said

- My name is Sveta.

After a long pause, I said

- And me Lesha.

- Continue what you started! - she ordered.

After a short delay, I continued.

Rudely threw her into the seat and spread her legs and began to lick between her legs. She was screaming again. I continued with even more frenzy. After a while she shouted:

- Fuck me!

I did not take long to beg and entered into it. Increasing the pace, I strung Light on my instrument. After a while we both finished. Then the train approached the station and Sveta said:

- I have to go out.

And quickly ran on the go dropping her skirt on her bare ass. I did not have time to do anything.

This meeting at night in the subway left a long memory in me and in my medical record.