Bluish tears ran down her face as she bit down on our wet panties. Soon I felt her fingers toying with my lips, struggling to find my opening. I sprea... a little and helped guide her and she was within me. I tried at first to stifle my moans but the rhythmic creak creak of the buckling platform was clearly audible all through the restroom so I gave up, crying out with abandon, knowing we would probably be arrested but not giving a fuck. The heeled foot swirled and lingered, wanting an invite? We. As I peered through the living room window, I spotted my stepmother dancing by the stereo and really getting into it. The mushy, lazy sounds of Jack Johnson wafted from the speakers. She never seemed to stop playing this album… With the stereo turned up, no less.When I walked in, Cassandra seemed embarrassed. I could tell she was blushing despite her already rosy, sun-kissed complexion. She swiftly turned off the music so she could greet me: “Hey there. How was your day?” “Just great, Cassie.. Unable to tear her eyes from him, she would watch while he stripped off his shirt. Her eyes followed the trail of a single drop of sweat, as it ran down his chest, until it disappeared from sight. She hoped that he didn't notice her watching him. It would be so embarrassing to be busted by her best friend, as she fantasized about him. Kim knew that she was not the type of woman JD normally frequented, but damn, it didn't hurt to dream. Closing her door, she waited outside for him to pick her. She wasn’t wearing a panty that day. I repositioned myself until my dick was touching her pussy lips.I looked at her. She was biting her lower lips and the look on her face clearly indicated she wanted me inside her. I started pushing my dick towards her pussy but it was tight. Just then the train pressed the brakes again and with a swift move, the head of my dick was inside her.She pressed back and slowly inch by inch my entire shaft was inside her. We both were joined to the hilt. We stayed.