The person behind me was obviously less accustomed to the journey and fell forward as the train turned. I felt their body press up against me, particu...arly pushing into my round backside. A man muttered an apology and I craned my neck to see him. A smile fluttered over my lips as I quickly took him in. He was effortlessly handsome: olive skinned with large green eyes and brown hair. As I turned back around, I couldn't stop thinking about his mouth. In contrast with his neatly trimmed thick. "Anyway she clasped her legs and heels around my butt and then we were fucking see-sawing as I tried to fuck in and out of her, but her legs wouldn't let me have any purchase. It did not really matter. I was so turned on and she was so tight that we were both cumming. In the afterglow, I wanted to kiss her, but instead she rolled us over on our sides, leaving me still deep in her, snuggled her face into my chest and we fell asleep that way." Yeah, dude! She fell in love with your cock; not. Rosa sat there listening in awe."Sure," he said, "first thing I hear out of your mouth is hello, goodbye, there's a big dick I've got a hankering for, catch ya later."Embarrassed, but thrilled, she responded, "I never said that." Maybe not. At least maybe not in those exact words. But the meaning was the same. You dumped me for some guy you'd never met. And later you stumble in to your mother's and pass out."She began to regain her composure and responded, "Like I had a choice. You were. She has been taken to the edge of passion, reading what he has shared from afar, in the dim light of her room, late at night. She has trembled and yearned to see him, touch him, have him.The noises in the house alert her to the likelihood he has entered. She hopes she is not mistaken. Was that his motorcycle pulling up, or simply one passing by? Was that the latch of her door, or just a creak from a settling timber like she frequently hears when all else is hushed?As she focuses on any sound,.