"Aaaaaaaaagh,fuckin' yesssssss,nasty little pervert.Fucking helllllll,swallow me nasty fuckin' loada junk,oh fuckin' yesssssssss"I could hear Ginger p...ffing and huffing and right then the bastard aimed his rigid boy-knob at me face and lets rip with his own greasy load,coating me face in his k**dy-muck.And at the same time I felt me own painfully rigid knob belch a hefty load of spunk in my shorts.Damn it,the sound of feet crunching on the ground outside the lavs had the old perv' whip his. Nervous. Suddenly, the violent opening of doors. We both turn to the door, but she makes the first move and rises from her seat, looking carefully through the window into the train’s corridor. ‘Marshals. Three of them.’ I feel a rush of pins and needles rushing through my natural arm, both hands gripping tightly into fists as I nervously rise to look also, she keeps me back with one arm as she continues to look on. Panic. I move to the window and open it, sticking my head out briefly. The air. She was not ready for my cock to catch on the waistband and smack her in the face. She yelped and covered her mouth to stifle her laughter. The light from the tv shone off of the pre cum that was on her chin and lower lip. She carefully wiped her chin with her fingers and touched it. "Is this cum?" she asked. "Pre-cum", I answered. "What's the difference?" "Pre cum gets a guys dick slippery enough to go inside a woman's pussy." She smiled at me. "Does this mean you want to go inside my pussy?". She saw him stroke it a few times as he turned toward the hole in the wall. The next thing that she saw took her breath away. The man next door actually put his cock through the hole. She watched as the head of his cock snaked its way into her booth in plain sight of her. His cock didn’t move. It just hung there for her to look at.“What the hell?” She thought to herself. “What the hell is he doing?”She found that she couldn’t help herself. She reached out with her hand and took the.