After the first stop an old man got on and sat dead opposite of me. I don't know why but this annoyed me a bit as nearly the whole carriage was empty....For the next 3 or 4 stops he did not take his eyes of me. I could feel him staring at my tits and then down to my legs and boots looking at me up and down. I was feeling very annoyed and was wondering whether to ignore him, say something to him or just move. I was keeping my knees tight together, and then a rather naughty thought entered my. I grind and roll my hips to your words. I’m writhing on my bed, wishing nothing more than to have you inside me. I know you want it to. Wanting the same thing as you sit on your sofa, jerking your cock. “I’m so close, I’m close to feeling myself erupt around your cock now, baby. Can you feel me tighten around you just a little bit more? Do you feel what you do to me? You’re the only one who can make me feel this way. Oh fuck, please don’t stop. Harder, deeper, please, I beg you,” I let out a. I didn't know it could feel this good. Oh William you fuck me so well….Oh. Oh. Oooooohhhhhh." I encircled my arms around him and held him tightly. At the same time, my pussy was in ecstasy. It quivered in excitement, contracting and squeezing my son's spurting cock, trying to milk every last drop of virgin cum from his pulsing cock. We collapsed into each other's arms, both of us completely spent. Our hearts were beating fast, our breathing was deep. Slowly and silently we calmed down, and. !? Eric.!? Eric? Where are you?” I could hear my stepdaughter, Sabrina, calling for me as she walked down the hall. I was laying in bed recovering from my hangover. One of my buddies from work had invited me out for drinks last night. I figured what the hell. Might as well. My wife had to work the next day and I would be at home alone all day to recover. We ended up going to a bar that I would frequently go to before. Becky was work. Becky is this hot beautiful bartender. She is very friendly.