His prick was still iron-hard and his balls were full once more but his climax was taking its own sweet time.He kept on fucking after Claire had stopp...d.She smiled radiantly, loving the feel of the hard meat sliding in and out.Jerry still hadn't made up his mind which end of this gorgeous blonde mother felt better, her mouth or her cunt. He decided to investigate further, knowing that she wouldn't object-that she was one of those rare and wonderful women who love it equally in either. They both moaned this time. Even partially embedded in her as he was, it was still not enough for either of them. The watcher came in close and knelt to capture the moment of insertion.When they stopped dancing, a question in their eyes, the watcher knew they were thinking they needed to get somewhere more private. He immediately gave them another simple instruction. "Stay," and they started slowly dancing once again. They held on to each other gazing into each other's eyes, immersed in the. Her hips moved slowly back and forth in thrusts. She leaned her hands on John’s chest and as the sensations built, her fingernails would dig into his skin. The feeling was incredible, but John had to focus to forestall and chance of him bursting into an orgasm himself. He tried to think of his credit card bills, the projects at work, anything other than this young woman straddling him who’s pussy was pulsing and grabbing at his cock. The tingling in his groin was growing and Megan’s urgency was. We eventually got to the station and onto the train. We found a seat next to the window. It was about 10pm and the train was crowded. Not packed, but crowded. I was next to the window, James next to me and another man next to him. It wasn't long before James was feeling my hard nipples through my top and even slipping his hands underneath to get a quick feel. I could see myself in the reflection in the mirror and knew that anyone on the other side of the carriage could see what was going on,.