However, my left hand is actually resting on the left cheek of the woman in front of me, I can feel the swell of her buttock every time the train rock... slowly side to side on the tracks. Intrigued I open my eyes but all I can see is the back of her. She is about 5 foot, 7 inches tall, middle aged, long blond hair under a black and grey beanie and wearing a black top with scarf. I close my eyes again and as the train rocks slowly for the next couple of minutes, I can’t help but focus on her. .Ok good night..Aur haan is baar week end pe ham sath rahenge.Me..Pakka bbyeFir main so gaya. First time mere khyal me aaya ki nimmi really me kafi khoobsoorat hai, uske figure ko imagin karke mera land khada ho gaya, main baathroom me jakar muth mara aur wapas aakar so gaya. I was now thinking ki kash kuch aisa ho ki ise chodane ko mil jaye, kyoki gf ke breakup ke baad maine kafi time se sex nahi kiya tha.Finally wo friday saam ko pm pe aa gayi aur hamne normal hello hi ke baad batein karne. As I thought, he was standing there, an obvious tent in his pants. He introduced himself as Zane, from England. We went into one of the private rooms and he got straight to business without speaking a word. He threw me onto the bed roughly, quickly stripping off both of our clothes. He sat on my chest, pushing his big, easily eight inch cock, into my mouth and fucking it. I was in total shock; it was all happening so fast and I was getting wet. My mouth was being abused, but I was getting wet. I began to check out the house, which was decorated quite nicely. Getting to the hallway near the bedrooms and bath, I could hear her singing - and could see her work clothes on the floor through the partially open door. The mirrors had not fogged up, so she must take warm v. hot showers. Being a bit of a cad, I stood near the open door, and confess to looking into the mirror. The shower door was clear glass, so no opacity at all. Via the mirror, I was able to see it all. She soaped herself.