"Bad boy," she teases.Her hips begins to grind her ass into you, her tits only a few inches from your hands.She gets up for a second, and you take you... chance to unzip your pants, your dick flying free.She sits again, and moans, feeling the skin contact.Instead of saying anything, she just continues to dance, grinding herself into your naked cock.You test the waters futher, sliding your hands up her sides.She gasps, arching slightly at the touch. You hands make contact with those beautiful. Robin moved next to me and took my cock in her hand and began stroking me. It was a very wild experience watching my fiancé dance while her friend stroked my cock and strangers walked by. Robin was sitting low in her seat so her breasts would not show to those walking past unless they tried to see in. I looked at her body. She was pale white from head to toe, the only color being her nipples and a small tuft of light blonde hair about the size of a half dollar between her legs. She spread her. I started lubing my ass up with spit hoping to encourage him to want to fuck me. I had easily by know been putting 3 of my own fingers inside me when. He looked at me and said you’re a good boy here’s your present. As he grabbed me and flung me onto the bed, I was now laying on my stomach totally exposed to him and that piece of meat. He grabbed my hips and lifted them towards himself. He spat on his fingers and started one by one to put them in my ass. It felt so good him working his fingers. I’d also brought a pair of panties which I’d planned to put on to surprise him. When my train was nearly at Newcastle I went to the train toilets and slipped on the panties – a lacy black g-string. I was so horny my cock was already rock hard, and wasn’t contained within the g-string.We exchanged a final text with details of looks so we’d recognize each other and agreed where to meet. I was so horny I was trembling with anticipation. As arranged Callum was waiting where we’d arranged. I wasn’t.