Then he made his way down the side entry to the back. Mrs Gambol was in the old garden shed, he could see her moving there. He knocked on the window, ...aw her jump and went in. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, I did knock. I called too. I -” He stopped, and looked at what was in her hand. It was a magazine, he’d seen that already; now he saw what the magazine was. “I ... umm. I”“Oh, hello dear, sorry. Now you know my secret vice. These were my husband’s. He used to sit in the potting shed. The delights that I felt forced me to tighten my pussyaround my hard toy as I rocked very slightly forward and back, allowingit to give me the additional sensation of being fucked. I clamped mylegs closed; holding Derek's hand next to my girly clit that by now wasonly being restrained by my panties and tights. His strong handwithdrew and our lips parted to each take a drink, he smiled sexily atme and I winked at him with a small giggle.I took my leave from my new Admirer to go and visit the. If Kristi knew anything, it was how to manipulate men. As good as I felt I was sometimes at it, I had to concede that she was the master!Kristi went on like she was a professor giving a lecture, “The trick is to make him think HE is the one initiating it. Then he’ll never suspect it is something you are trying to get him to do.”“OK, sounds good,” I acknowledged, “Now just how the hell do I do that?”“Fuck Kelly, I don’t have to tell YOU how to do that,” she sighed loudly, “Just wiggle that cute. "It might make you feel a bit more comfortable." “What if someone should come? He asks.“Was that pun intended?” She grins, and Tom goes red.“No, I mean what if someone comes into the carriage.“I doubt that. No one got on at the last station so the Guard won’t be coming to check tickets. I bet there is hardly any one else left on this train now.So Tom unzips his flies, slides his hands inside and pulls out his cock which is only semi hard due to being constrained in his pants"Oh My God! It's.