They were perfect in every way. I could feel her ass clenching and releasing as she struggled with me motionless inside her. She needed me to move. Sh... needed to be fucked good and hard. I moved my hands to her beautiful neck and she responded with a smile and raising her head for me to grab it easier. I then moved my hands and grabbed both tits as I started to move inside her. Filling her with my cock and pulling out. Over and over again. I was fucking her in long deep thrusts when I grabbed. I liked Lush. I could leave some inhibitions at the door and act flirty. I found some real jerks (do they really think sending a photo of an erection, maybe not even theirs, turns a woman on?), but also some really interesting men to type at. Chats often veered from erotic. One man -- I'll call him Carl -- learned of my academic research interests in adolescent psychology and mentioned a case he was involved with that touched on that. It's a small world and I knew about the case; an academic. Your touch making me moan softly as my body drives into an erotic frenzy. My fingers move and massage your bum as we kiss, finding that dimple at the base of your spine. My tongue laps at your earlobe and down the side of your neck. Our bodies pressed together I feel your erection against my belly. I breathe deeply taking in your scent and taste. I lower my head to your chest, brushing my tongue over your nipples. You groan and roll onto your back. I move lower, your cock bobbing in front of me. I began my vacation by a trip to Delhi. I chose to go by train rather than fly for some own personal reason since I was not supposed to travel by air as per my horoscope for that part of the month, and also because the slut I am I wanted to explore the opportunity to get laid in train.I was alone on the bottom birth of the 2 tier and there were 3 men apparently friends from Mumbai on the other 3 births. They were ogling at me all the time I was dressed in a tight sleeveless kamis and equally.