The train was just naughty. Loved making Ian all messy, not so sure on showing off my breasts!I admitted I got a kick out of being the center of atten...ion in the gay shop, and it was not such a challenge for me. I was more embarrassed at having my cock on show as we got off the train than I was wearing the stockings and fucking Jayne with a guy watching mind.Her mother said that was interesting, but it was as she had thought it would be for us, and asked that I take her upstairs to where my. Hard’.‘It’s on the floor mate. Just down there’ Rob said as I felt his fingers press down either side of my pussy. He pulled my lips open further and pulled back as well so that I knew my little bud was exposed. Now, my clitoris is unbelievably sensitive when the hood is pulled back. Much too sensitive at times and particularly in the hour or so after an orgasm so I was petrified when I heard a high-pitched buzzing noise. A familiar high-pitched buzzing noise. It dawned on me. It was my. My pussy lips were sticking out, pink and glistening, and I put my hand between the legs. As I made contact with my clitoris, a fizzy tingle ran through me. I bit my lip, embarrassed at how aroused I still was, and slipped a finger inside my sopping wet vagina. I really wanted to masturbate some more, but it would be dinner soon, so I’d have to wait until later to satisfy myself properly. Turning on the shower, I soaped myself all over and turned the temperature as cold as I could bear it, to. No response came from my mouth, but from the one eye he could see. My tongue wasn't visible to him, but her cherry felt it moving insanely quickly. Her right hand zipped over onto my head, her eyes went to him. "Put your other hand on her head, Jake, but don't pressure her. She is still a newbie." His butt met the floor and his left hand continued his stroking session. His other rushed onto my head. "I don't care what she says, shove my face in her pussy. I want it to be drenched." Laughs.