Nor did she ever entertain such a thought, either. Automatically, her magic fingers began their nimble dancing. Her grunts turned to whimperings as s...e melted in ecstasy. Three fingers swirled around her clit in a delicious massage. The tender flesh surrounding it was manipulated this way and that. Without realizing she was doing it, her hips began gyrating. Her fingers massaged more quickly. Then she flicked her fingers lightly over her clit. She bucked. Yes! Yes! Ohhhh, fuck, yes! Her. I reached her frilly little panties and had a finger on her pussy lips in an instant. She was stiffening up, but her mouth was giving little moans. I took the initiative and leaned over to begin running my tongue up her leg. I quickly reached her shorts and panties. With my hand I opened up a gap for my mouth and tongue to get to her little shaved pussy. "Omigod, what are you doing, you old pervert?" She tried to push my head away, but I had latched on with all the sucking power I had. Her. But to tell you frankly, i did that only due to the courage given by alcohol.Those days i was drinking daily and alcohol always used to make me horny, horny almost always was my condition. Of course i was in mid thirties.I was married at that time but was separated from wife for sometime. i did not have the habit of visiting prostitutes and i did not believe in spending money for sex. So I was horny. Ok, this horny guy, that is me, was travelling from Kerala to Chennai. I boarded the train from. Even since the day before, when they'd talked. Something was changing, and it worried him, because now he didn't know what to expect from her."Well I certainly had an unusual day, maybe the most unusual day I've ever had in school."She started walking and then stopped when Mike stayed rooted where he'd been standing."Are you coming Mike?" Oh yeah, sure Jennie. So what happened to you that was so unusual?"Mike caught up and then matched his stride with hers. He was expecting her to tell him.