I begin to slowly ride his full manhood. I could feel him growing inside me. He's so good, he doesn't even need his hands. We begin to move in sync an... slowly begin to come together. I tilt my head back in ecstasy, not wanting this to end. The foreign feeling of his manliness inside me is so welcomed. We come together and I lie over his chest for just a moment to catch a breath, then immediately get back up. I look to my master who is smiling. “I'm still tied up. What are you going to do about. We moved outside and it was early evening, the sun low in the sky. I live at the edge of town and the backyard overlooks an empty field that has a few trees. We could see more deer in the distance. ‘Looks like they have an attraction to me,’ she said and giggled. I looked in her eyes. ‘I can see why.’ She didn’t reply and seemed to blush. She looked away and went back to the table. ‘Let’s eat, I’m starving,’ she proclaimed. Thinking I had blown it, I sat down with her and as we ate, chatted. This did not mean, however, that she denied herself thechance to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh from time to time. Indeednot. With help from her closest woman friend she learned how to invitea man she ‘fancied’ into her bed on a one-off basis but always chose amuch younger man to service her needs. It was a measure of heremancipation and ability to command loyalty and discretion that aparamour, before he was allowed through the door of her bedroom, hadto agree that she would always call him. She knew who she was talking to so I asked her straight. Would she like to go out for a coffee? I mean if you want a fuck then what’s the point playing the dating flirting game.Yes agreed to meet for the coffee the following day, I had spring in my feet.Because it is very rare to meet and talk to someone you have meet on train. There is almost 1 in 1000 chance of that happening but unless you are ready to look through those 1000 chances you would not meet that 1 lucky girl.Anyways I didn’t want.