(I suppose all girls look okay in the dark). My naughty hands seem to have a life of their own. She was sitting on a suitcase and bending forward to r...st her head on her hands which were put on the bar in front of me. I first confirmed that she was sleeping, by lightly patting her hand and then I let my right hand to slowly creep between the seats and lightly brushed against her breasts over the blouse. I got no reaction for some time and this encouraged me to cup her left breast which was. No blonde as yet. I wonder if she’s decided to change carriages to avoid me. I wouldn't be surprised. I scan the familiar waiting commuters but don't see her. The train arrives and I slump into my usual seat. There’s no blonde so I figure I might as well get some sleep. I close my eyes.Someone is trying to squeeze past to sit in the window seat next to me. Irritated, I move my legs a little bit and open my eyes, ready to glare at them for having the temerity to sit next to me when other seats. And up your cock... down... and up... in... and out... in... and out... I pull my face off your cock. Licking the head, I pull your cock down and tilt my head back so my neck straightens out.I open my eyes then, slowly, as I lean forward my hand lets go and your cock enters my mouth, my throat opens and I impale myself upon you. Your pubic hair tickles my nose as I feel the entire shaft of your cock in my mouth, the head inside my neck. After a few seconds, I slowly let it back out. As I take a. When we left, I noticed a dribble of my come on her neck just in time, before someone saw it. She thought that was hilariously funny.I ate her pussy while she sat in the ticket booth to the student theater, trying to keep her composure as I flicked her clit with my tongue. Ironically, Randy had come up to the booth to beg her to at least talk to him again, and had left wondering why she was acting so strange. She'd told him to fuck himself, and had sort of hiccoughed on the word "fuck," since I.