The original train shed on the other side of South Canal Street had also been an impressive and grandiose building, but that was gone now, replaced by...a couple of skyscrapers.As stunning as it was, the truth was they didn’t have enough time to truly gawk at the station. It was now 10:45 in the morning, and their train left at 3:05; and boarded about 2:40.“Come on, let’s go get lunch. It’ll take a while and we don’t have much time,” he said, leading her to the huge, tall staircase leading out of. Her muffled screams show me she’s close to cumming. I grab her by the hair and push deep into her mouth. She stiffens up and cums all over the pillow. I pull out of her mouth and she collapses back against the love seat. Between her legs lays the soaking wet pillow. I return to you and we make out as Julie recovers. When you think she’s ready to go again you tell her to lay down on her back. You kneel over her and go into a sixty-nine position, licking and sucking each others’ pussies. You. By then her pussy is so worn out, my cum runs right back out, down the crack of her ass with each thrust. Now days the only time I get to see something like that is in my imagination when we text message each other. On those days it usually ends up with me getting my hopes up only to have a raging hard-on during the drive home. The whole way home I stroke my cock through my pants just thinking about what is to come. She will be in bed or in the bathtub cramming her hole with whatever she can. "You have a beautiful cock, it's very shapely. The head is really beautiful and I love the precum. Your size is gorgeous, perfect for a girl who likes to feel in control giving a blow job."I was gasping and holding my breath. Her expert fingers sent thrills through my balls and up through my asshole. I had not had a woman's touch for weeks. The pleasure was delicious but intense and I didn't want to cum too soon. Thoughts raced through my head, but the delight of her fingers dominated.