I am lying on the top shelf in the train, you are from below. Under the sound of wheels, I fall asleep. I woke up from the fact that you put your hand in my T-shirt neckline and powerfully stroked your chest, and the second hand moves smoothly along the tummy in the direction of the panties. She easily overcomes this barrier, a finger pushes her lips apart gently, and suddenly the train twitched, I gave a slightly muffled moan from a sharp caress, you covered my mouth with my hand. I decided to play with my finger and started sucking it. Lick tongue, you pulled a finger out of my mouth and squeezed my two hands over my head. I am immobilized and in your power, you can play any kind of music on me like a guitar. You slowly continued to study my chest sometimes sucking and biting her. I fascinated me, I can't wait to feel you inside me. This game plagued me. You remove your hands from my body and leave with a contented smile. I pull on my shorts and follow you. You stand in the vestibule and order: “on your knees slut. “I get up disgustingly you take me by the hair and pull me to my fly. I forget about the dirty floor and unzip it. I take a penis in my hands and begin to stroke it, caress the testicles and take it in my mouth.

You are pretty grunted and I understand that I'm all wet. at any time, passengers or guides can come in and see that I am kneeling and sucking. Suck and smack of pleasure. Your dick does not fit in my mouth, you periodically plant it on my tonsils, I feel how he is straining and ready to take your sperm. She erupts and I swallow. You stroke my head, lift me and turn me to the wall with my face. You pull down shorts with shorts, and plant a member in my hole. He enters like clockwork, so much grease that it runs down the legs. Continuing a fuzzy fuck me you gently squeeze the chest, kissing the neck. This insane combination of tenderness and rudeness lifts me to the peak. I start to finish and barely hold on to my legs, or rather I’m holding your dick, who still methodically hammer me. You speed up and descend into me. We stand still, I feel your cock in me, this is a wonderful feeling of fullness. You turn me around and we kiss, you pull my chest out of the shirt and you change it, I put your hands on your shoulders and you say “I want your ass. “My eyes are wide open“ here? Without lubrication? "

“Honey you have there fucking Niagara in shorts” I again turn around and lean against the wall. You bend me in the back and put your hand on your stomach. At this time, the door slams and you dramatically pull shorts on me and embrace. Despite the fact that there is a smell of sex, the man who came out to smoke pretends that nothing confuses him. I fill with paint, and you whisper in my ear "I have not finished."

To be continued...