Honestly, I have long had a secret desire – to bring the girl to orgasm on the escalator, but men will know me, sometimes standing behind a girl in ... small skirt, which is a few steps above do not arise unequivocal thought. As the object had to find a girl who does not bother the problems of high ethics in public places, confident, and surely not just whore Railway station. I would not say specifically looking for such, but on occasion tried to evaluate one or another pretender, who met in the. “There’s a fucking guy in the closet! What the fuck’s going on? He’s been watching us and jerking off!”I was too scared to move or respond, but I knew I had to get out of there. The only thing keeping me from bolting for it right then was that I knew I needed to have some kind of explanation. The guy was older and almost twice my size.“It’s my boyfriend,” Candy said, and it took me a moment to realize she was talking to the guy. I suddenly stopped feeling bad for myself and looked at her with a. After it was well lubricated, I drew him closer while I held my pussy open. A drop of his cum still hung from his gorgeous young prick by a slender string. I placed it right on my exposed clit and then began to rub his cock all over my pussy. Then, with a short rapid up and down motion, I used his cock to again separate my cunt lips. I placed the tip just inside my vagina. I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Fuck me, son!", and slid his cock home. His young cock completely filled. I whine and move against him more. He holds my hips still and raises his eyebrows at me as lust and desire mixes in the depths of his eyes.“Did I get a verbal confirmation, miss?”“No, Sir. I am very eager to be used and fucked by you, Sir.”The second I finish the last word he is pounding into me, unable to control himself anymore. I moan and close my eyes, focusing on the sensation of being filled again and again with each thrust. I become so transfixed by it that I forget to ask permission and.