The seat that was most convenient was next to an attractive brunette who was banging away at the keys on her notebook. I returned to the same seat aft...r our very hot session in the restroom, where in fact I am now sitting, writing this story. I say attractive because the first thing I noted was her hair hanging down her back to approximately her shoulder blades. She was dressed for the office, white long sleeved blouse and black pencil line skirt which settled about halfway between her knees. I was so close to orgasm, I placed my head on top of hers and let out a loud muffled moan into her hand. She started that evil chuckle and pulled me in closer as she dug her fake pink nails into my scrotum. I tried to move but the pain just got worse, I was almost in tears, she pushed my head between her magnificent breasts and said in a seductive tone, “Stop moving and it won’t hurt so much." I stopped moving but let out muffled screams, after a few seconds of standing still she released. . a student, maybe. The suit and shoes they left with Mrs. Dunn’s son to be returned to the hotel.At St. Pancras they sat over coffee, waiting for their train. With encouragement, Siobhan talked about her job and the world of modelling; her excitement and pride when she had her first opportunities, her pleasure in the compliments, the dates, the expensive restaurants and film premières, meeting celebrities... Her story was interrupted by the announcement of their train; they boarded and found. I scooped her up in my arms , all 5'7 and 150 pounds of her athletically curvy frame. She wrapped her arms around my neck. My hands palmed her butt as her PT shorts and shirt clung tightly to her already sweaty body. They slid smoothly over her soft thighs and under the lining of those shorts. They placed her gently in a grass field... slowly leaving her body... stroking her skin down to her inner thigh... streaking across her calves...and moving past her toes, taking with them the.