I found that she had left her knickers off and smiled as I realised what she wanted. I rubbed her clit for only a couple of minutes before she stifled...a moan and came on my finger. With a grin on her face she took a tissue from her bag and sorted out my hard-on out with her hand under my gown. As she cleaned me up she said, "God I needed that. I've missed our sex and that was better than nothing." She kissed me passionately, threatening to give me another hard-on, then wheeled me back in.They. I walk to the train station.The dress is tight around my tits, did I say that already?The dress is tight around my ass, did I say that already?The dress has inch wide shoulder straps, it shows my bare arms and shoulders.The dress flares out at the bottom. It's a sunny day but the cool breeze lifts my dress just slightly.Men can't keep their eyes of my long fishnet legs.Men can't keep their eyes of my tight high ass.I get on a tube to Liverpool street station.On the tube I sit in front of a guy.. There was a garterbelt aroundthe waist."I'm not wearing that!" I said. "It will change my figure andappearance. Men don't wear corsets. I would look like a woman dressedin that." I said."That's rather the point because firstly you don't want to look likeanything like a man dressed as a French Maid doing the ironing andsecondly you will benefit more from the full experience."Once Lourdes had pulled the corset so tight my breasts had expandedmaking my bra quite uncomfortable and taught me to. He then ask if i had ever been with an older guy and i said no. he asked if i would be willing to try it out and i was nervous and didnt know what to say next thing i know hes standing in front of me looking down and says would you ever suck an older mans cock? i look down and hes pulling his cock out thru his zipper and says come on sweetie you know you want to try it. i quickly start rubbing myself thru my yoga pants and then he grabs my shoulders and pushes me down to my knees. at this point.