The journey to the last station on the line takes about an hour.After about 10 minutes Mrs Van was bevoming restless. She opened a couple of buttons o... her coat to reveal stocking tops and bare pussy and started to play with herself. Then she got up to go to the toilet, passing the male passenger on her way. He did not lift his head from the paper he was reading, He missed a real eyeful.Mrs Van returned and sat in the seat opposite Mr Van with her back to the male. She opened het legs and took. We were good times, good sex, and good friends. We both had busy lives and understood each other’s situation. Getaways like this usually ended up being Dutch Treat, or cordial split of most expenses. She would crudely say she wasn’t fucking me as an “escort”. We just both knew our bounds and how to have fun.As I was saying, we were sitting on the beach at high tide, a beach a little crowded until the water ebbed, and a pretty, much younger girl, kept making eye contact with me. She didn’t seem. He'd fuck her smoothly for awhile and she would moan and hunch with him but then you could just see the fires beginning to burn in her and she'd begin moaning loudly and begin pushing back into him fast and hard, her hands clenching the covers as she pressed against them to apply more pressure to his cock and she'd start cumming with a look on her face like she was dying it was so intense but her words that erupted from her mouth continued to beg him not to stop, to fuck her harder and when he. " The nurse's voice proclaimed form behind David.David jumped and spun around. There standing at the entrance to the bus stop was the nurse dressed in the same outfit she was wearing the last time they were here. "How did we get here?" David asked."We are in your mind sir. This is a virtual representation of you, well at least as you view yourself. It is pretty bleak and dull though. We will defiantly need to work on this. But first we have some matters to discuss."David stared at the woman in.