As the crowd exits and the train continues its trip I notice that our car is relatively empty with no one near our row for a good 20 feet in either di...ection. She is first back to her crotch and she slides her shorts up so that she can get close to her mound. I catch a glimpse of blue nondescript underwear that she proceeds to pull to the side. I see no hair, but I do see the red of her vulva. I rub my hard on more through pants and want to touch my cock, but am afraid to get caught. As I look. “You fancy a nightcap?”“Yeah, what have you got?”“Something you might find quite interesting,” she said, smiling in a curious way that I was beginning to recognise as her way of inviting a bit of horny fun.“Let's get undressed first,” she said, “then I'll show you. We'll also need this mirror if you're up for it.”She was referring to the full-length mirror that hung opposite the bed; now I was really curious, but couldn't imagine what she had in mind. Anyway, we quickly stripped till we were. " This is the Flying Dutchman, Captain Tiffany French commanding. Are you still going to meet me at the church tonight?" I was not planning on it. You seemed rather annoyed with me. I figured it would be wiser not to try to see you until Monday." I need you to meet me at the church." Really?" I need the support. You know what my father is like." I've had a few clues, yes." I'll also let you know my decision about our relationship." So be it. I shall be there."Good. I will not be alone. It's a. He continued to fuck me with his fingers as I hung on his shoulders with my head resting on his chest. I let out a sharp cry as a hard orgasm shook my body and felt my legs give way. He quickly caught me falling and picked me up. He was around six foot eight and was the largest and strongest man I ever met. At five foot and a hundred pounds he carried me as one carried a c***d. Still shaking and softly moaning from my orgasm. He cared me around toward the back of the building and into a room.