" he texted her. Her only reply was a picture of the lone key in the palm of her hand and in the background, the carpeted floor of a hotel room. He be...an to drip. Slowly at first, then more and more as minutes passed into an hour he could feel the familiar sensation of a steady stream of pre-cum flowing from his imprisoned clitty and dripping onto his thighs. He was in a whirlwind of sexy. His wife now his mistress, his still throbbing locked member, and his mistresses new lover. He would have. ”Ben replied “Mrs Romano passed away in her sleep last night.”“O, sorry.” Helena interrupted becoming fully awake.“Can you come to my office before 10 am this morning to discuss some matters please. Mrs Romano left some instructions with me, for you, I have to ask you here please.” Instructed Ben.“Sure give me time for brekky and I come straight around. I going to get a cappuccino, would you like one?” replied Helena. Standing in her normal bed cloths of nothing.“Yes please, see you before. My cock twitched again like it had a mind of its own releasing a slight trickle of pre cum, a small taste of what was to come.Her mouth devoured, swallowing me now, sinking down taking very inch of my dick in her mouth only stopping with the resistance of my balls which she was now cupping and rolling between her well manicures fingers. Between her fingers my balls I felt the pressure building up in my cock and I could my the spunk rising through me.I turned quickly to look around the train. “John!” she said in surprise, the surprise was all mine as I wasn’t expecting that, “You’re going to bring me off again!”She still thought it was me banging away at her cunt. My heart missed a beat as I realised that my fantasy had become reality.“Oh John,” she cried. She gasped and started to pant, and then she started that little dance again. Her legs went ridged and she came, “John I’m coming, oh you lovely man.”I could actually see her muscles in her thighs ripple as the climax crashed.