The carriage was empty. He got up slowly and a little stiffly, still very conscious of pummelling that his buttocks had received from Allison.“Are y...u all right, mate?”Lionel nodded. “Yes. Yes, of course.” He looked around as he went to leave the train. “I missed my stop.”“Next one back is on the other platform,” the guard said, shaking his head. It happened all the time. Drunk, doped up or simply too dozy to notice; they all ended up at the end of the line eventually. This one looked. You know I want to taste, but you deny me that pleasure. I sense you step away, watching your cum dribbling out of my asshole. I can hear your breathing, hard and heavy and feel your touch on my trembling thighs. Trying to catch my breath, my ass still clenching, expelling more of your cum.My body jerks at the wicked sting of the crop on my upraised cheeks. I feel the heat of the welt blossoming across my skin, your hand pressing over it, making me moan. My thighs so desperately want to press. Robert loved to tease her and lick her bringing her slowly to a peak and then backing away leaving her panting with lust. He would do this repeatedly until she would finally grab his head and shove his face into her cunt, and only then would he latch on to her clit and suck till she crossed over her critical point. His very talented hand would be under her butt, gathering her dripping juices and with lubricated fingers would slide one into her puckered anus and another would be worrying her. She knew she needed to rest a moment at the very least, so she ducked into a small ambient café that catered to the late night party goers. She managed to find a vacant comfy old wing-back chair nestled in the back corner of the café. Relieved for the moments respite, she sighed as she flopped back in her chair. She sat unmoving, with her eyes closed for a full five minutes before she was interrupted. ‘Can I get you something ma’am’ A nasally voice asked her. She opened her eyes and found a.