The train was almost fully booked and the only seats available were aisle seats in the middle of the carriage on a table. Mal chose one facing forward...and sat down. The carriage filled up and soon the two window seats were taken with two older ladies. Mal put his bags away and started reading his book, Henry Miller’s Tropic of Capricorn. Ten minutes before departure a student his age got on the carriage and walked past him. Being a horny man he gave a quick peak at this girl in a summery blouse. She let out a long breath, trying not to reminisce, though it was hard. He smelled like warm sand. He was maybe the most handsome man she’d ever seen. Her heart skipped a beat the first time she saw him. For a good ten seconds, she hadn’t been able to speak coherently. Stupid, right? But then, he was tall and tanned and had broad shoulders and the warmest, most beautiful smile the word knew. God!He hadn’t even looked at her. His shadow had fallen over her canvas out on the beach and he’d just. . needed to have.Gently forcing your hand off my cock I lean down to unbutton and freeyou from your skin tight navy blue pants, tugging at them with firmhands, I pull them down just far enough to see your stray hand alreadysoaked to your fingers in glistening juices. Your scent hits me in theface full force filling my nose with your heavy sweet musk. You lookdown at me with that perfect smile I have grown so fond of, with theaddition of you biting your lip. Your emerald opals gazing down at. I started kiss her then slipped my tongue between her lips meeting hers. I slid my hand down to where I could slip a finger in her sweet pie. I slid my finger up and down until she was getting hot.She was getting hot and so was I by now. I wanted to throw her down on the floor and take her right then and there but this is not they way it should be done for her first time. I suggested that we go to bed. She said it was too early. I said you don't understand, it is more comfortable in bed. OH!.