I was running late than usual and the trains were a bit crowded. I managed to get in somehow and stood closer to the door. Since I was in at a differe...t time, I couldn’t find any of regular lovers.At the next station, a South Indian man boarded the train and stood next to me. He was giving me hints and I was responding back. To make it easier, I unzipped my denim and stood there! In no moment, he pushed his fingers inside and started rubbing my cock over my underwear. It felt good. Soon he. The biggest and hardest, as well as most fill with sperm, fired up hard inside her. As I put my limp dick away, I saw most of what I had fired at her pussy was running down into her vagina too.That is going to be one seriously crusty mess when you get back to campus. I bet you won’t even notice when you miss your period this month.They all offered to have one of them ride with me so I could be sure to find the house some of them rented right off campus. It was on my way home.“Sorry, but rubbers. We eventually started to sext as well. We talked almost every day about anything and everything. We learned about each other's likes and dislikes. What our jobs were, friends, family and even hobbies. It was just like dating except I didn’t get to kiss her goodnight or give her a hug. I had never even heard her voice yet except in my mind. It was something I longed to do.By chance in one of our daily chats, she’d mentioned she was coming through my town and I said if she was interested we could. Look, if you won – you won. You got nothing to complain about. I’m not complaining, and it's my boyfriend who’s gonna give you half a minute of pleasure. And trust me, he knows how to do it.”Snowy slowly lowered her cards down. She had three aces. “So, if I feel bad about it, can I stop it?” she asked. Dear God, she was able to go from the sexy vixen down to insecure teenager in just a few minutes. OK, it was funny, but also a bit tenuous, especially since I was sprung up like a damn crossbow..