"The train clattered to a halt and Ollie got to his feet after the civilians had exited their carriage, "Now let's get out there and have some fun," h... announced before leading the way.Paul Whilley slumped down in a seat and looked around, "You know," he said, "the one thing I miss about England is the girls' legs."Dave White looked around the concourse and frowned, 'what was Paul going on about?'"Yeah," agreed Adam Potter, Paul's fellow vehicle mechanic, "You'd have thought that skirts had. One fine day during final year of my coll when i came back from bath to my room and opened my towel, I happened to see a girl (definitely above 18) picking the tamarind that fell from the tree next to my house.I got a nasty idea of masturbating to something in my phone as if i didn’t see her.Nothing really happened from her side. she saw Me which i confirmed seeing through corner eyes, but as if she saw nothing she continued picking them up.She must have known that i was doing it on. As she got out of the car her skirt slipped up over her knee and she noticed Les staring. She hesitated for a brief moment to let him gaze at the tender white flesh of her inner thigh. They stood at the back of the car for a couple of minutes, Les telling her about the gear shift and Marty watching him stare of the cleavage her blouse revealed. She also watched his dick push further forward in his pants. She definitely was having an effect on a man. She liked what she saw. Now, how to get her. It was a great feeling, of course I'd had my cock stroked before, but I've found that women don't usually grip me hard enough - it is always great and I am not trying to complain.However, Paul was gripping me hard at the base and squeezing me all the way to the knob end before running his thumb over the precum and around the tip. I groaned.I squeezed hard around Paul's dick and he groaned. Without thinking, we began matching strokes. The porn had been forgotten now, as we watched each other's.