Hot Summer. Railway station. I walk along the platform. In high heels sandals. In a light white dress, on a tanned body. In the summer, I don’t like to wear underwear and, looking closer, you can see how my neatly shaved pubis and young elastic breasts barely shine through it.

I walk past you, catch your eyes and freeze for a second, I feel how pleasant it became to my lower abdomen. I go to the cafe to drink cold water, sit down at the bar, you come behind me and sit down next to me, as if by chance touching my knee. My vagina becomes wet, and its delicate lips stick to the dress.

I get up and go to the toilet, you come in behind me, close the door. You take off the straps of my dress from your shoulders and caress my chest, slowly from the beginning with your fingers and then with your lips and the tip of your tongue. Then you sit me on a table from the tile next to the sink, throw my legs on my hips, my body arches towards you and you abruptly enter me, start to rhythmically move, then slowly, lightly touching the pink head of my swollen labia.

Then you put me on the floor and turn me towards you, and you bend your body forward, so my buttocks touch your elastic member. You gently and deeply enter my tender ass and smoothly move, your fingers caress the clitoris and alternately enter the hole between the lips, then one, then two, then three. The nipples are swollen, and the chest was shaken by the contact with the cold tiled table. Moisture spreads over my legs, you begin to enter the vagina and the ass one by one. My body breaks wild ecstasy, breathing is frequent, intermittent. We end at the same time ...