She: mujhe pata hi tha tu mujhpe try maar raha hai kabse. Issliye hi baar baar mujhe jyaada kaam deta hai aur yaha waha leke jaata haiMe: Issi bahane ...ere saath reh toh sakta hu. Tu bol waise, banegi gf?She: soch k batati hu and mere lubd ki taraf dekh k naughty smile diBass uss din baad toh phn pe bhi naughty msgs chalu ho gaye and fir aaya wo din event ki pichli raat jab hum der raat tak kaam karne ruke they. Kaam raat 11 tak chala and fir sab nikal rahe they tabhi main uske paas gaya aur. I decided since she was still out of it I would at least enjoy having the real thing here to look at. I pulled at the band of my gym shorts and let my half hard cock flop out into my hand. I just stood there looking at her for a couple of minutes slowly stroking myself to full strength. I had really considered shooting a load into her hair. Letting her wake up and find some sticky shit in her hair and watch her try to figure out what she had rolled in while she was asleep. Just then, I saw her. - What if asked you to masturbate for another fifteen minutes?- Now?- Yes. Now. - the girl flinches under the tone of my answer, maybe a little too demanding. It must be a curious flinch though as next she looked me in the eye and smiles knowingly.- It might... uhm... fit as well. - Sit on the desk - I said and moved away in my good old chair.Hannah held her body up and sat her sore butt down on the cool surface, trying to supress her hiss and the grimace on her face.- You’re not allowed to cum. I felt dirty, but happy. It was very hot and muggy that morning. We were experiencing a proper heatwave. Therefore I was only wearing my gym shorts, a loose-fitting sweatshirt and the leather wristband. I had bought myself a train ticket upgrade, so I could ride in a first-class compartment back home. This was the intercity train. So not many stops on the way. The train compartment had 2 benches, seating 6 people quite comfortably. As we pulled out Amsterdam central station the train conductor.