She felt her fanny with her fingers, to see if it was dry enough to pull her knickers back up. Her cunt felt itchy so she rubbed it to relive the irri...ation. Thoughts of John filled her head again, and she found herself rubbing herself harder. Her cunt was so wet now that her fingers kept slipping inside it, and the feel of her cunt being filled was wonderful. She sat on the loo and fingered herself faster and faster. She had never fingered herself before, she hadn’t needed to, no one had ever. There was a pause in John’s actions and she looked up. He was staring at her breasts with a look of wonderment. Just as Lizzie was about to say something undoubtedly witty, John lunged forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. There was no warning, no lead up, he just sucked and she moaned. Then he bit down lightly and Lizzie’s back arched. John licked her tortured nipple, and she couldn’t decide which she enjoyed more. She felt his tongue and lips move to the valley between her breasts and. Though I take flights for all long haul connection sometimes the mostly overnights travel are by train but due to peak summer season the air fare sky rocketed and due to limited direct air connection from Kolkata to Lucknow my admin team got me a train ticket. While I hopped on the train and sat on my seat I saw a good looking well groomed couple also checking in. I saw and then pulled of shoes and took my favourite side window seat. The couple was in RAC and therefore we sat together in one. I sat down alone on a secluded wooden bench that was located near the hedge marking the border to the neighbor’s garden.Sitting down, all my emotions just brake through at once. The tears began running down my face, trickling down on the lawn from my chin, as I was sitting there in a hunched posture, sobbing heavily. I tried to conceal my suffering by hiding my sad face with my hands, even though nobody around seemed to care anyway.I don’t remember how long I had been sitting there. My mind was.