Masturbating in a public place, even if there is no one around, is almost as good as masturbating in public.But then I heard someone coming, so I deci...ed not to unzip and waited to see who it was.It was a woman, mid-40s, I suppose, not unattractive with a east european look about her. She seemed a bit lost and nervously tried to ask me a question about where the bus was going. Her english was not very good and it took a while for me to work out what it was she wanted, but I did finally work out. In fact, we will start right now." I stood up and looked at her kneeling, her eyes locked on mine. "Undress me," I commanded. She went to work instantly, unfastening my belt, then unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. She gently pulled my pants down my legs and off me completely, carefully folding them and placing them on the arm of the chair. When done, she returned to her kneeling position. I grabbed a tight handful of her hair and pulled her open mouth all the way down onto my cock. I felt it. Mark came back, sat down on my left and rolled the joint. As he lit it up and handed it to me, he got up and put on some music. We sat there toking, chatting and listening to the music, and as Mark finished the last of our second joint, he commented on how I really seemed to be swaying to the music."Why don't you get up and dance for us honey", Mark said, knowing that when I'm stoned it's almost impossible for me to sit still while listening to music. So I got up and started dancing in front of. His cock was way bigger though, huge, knotty and cute, all pink and sticky in precum. After only a few minutes he got so hard that he literally jumped on the Metamorph and entered inside the candy pussy, so well lubed in sweet saliva. It looked both wild and so natural: wild for the power of the thrust and natural from the pleasure that the two sweet things were obviously getting from it. The real Ashley was a bit in shock, he took her a few minutes to realise what was happening and that I was.