She fell back and Ilanded on top of her. Layla spread her legs and tookhold of my cock. “I’m not Talia,” She said. “I don&...8217;t need you to makelove to me…” I already knew Layla was the get fuckedtype. She guided my cock like a horse to a well andslid it in. Layla was as tight and wet and Talia. Butvery warm. I slid forward and found her cherry. I started fucking her hard up to it. Layla was gaspingand groaning. When she came I slammed my coal. She asked me if she had been turned properly to give me the best view possible.Hell, all I could say was, “Rachael you were naked and you let me watch. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”Rachael replied, “I want you to watch every time I change my clothes or get ready for bed. I’ll let you know so that you don’t miss anything.”I asked, “Why can’t I just come into your room and watch?”Rachael thought about that for a moment and said, “Well, I suppose you can but I like it better when you are. Our eyes met again and I silently pleaded in desperation. ‘Perhaps not,’ she whispered in conclusion, her dark complexion not hiding her facial blush. All I could do was shrug my shoulders as she slipped in and closed the door. I stood staring at the Occupied sign. A few minutes later she emerged and our eyes united for a breathless moment before she returned to her seat. I stepped into the restroom but had to wait until my erection subsided. Returning to my seat I settled in replaying those. We started talking to each other which surprised me considering the time but we were both in a very public place Clapham Junction so I believed she felt safe enough and she seemed happy enough talking to me.So I decided to turn on the charm, which I did but I had too dig up some relics to have some fun with her. We sat in a park which is right next to the main road which was near her house and we kept on talking while sitting in the park and I was giving her compliments, I will say she was.