She sucked my tongue with such a force that I was scared that my tongue would get detached from my mouth.She started to chew my tongue like chewing gu... and explored each inch of my tongue with her tongue very well. While all this kissing was going on I was thinking whether to proceed with her boobs or not. I did not want to be too hurried and spoil the situation.So I slowly placed my hands over her stomach and was rubbing over the dress. I waited for her response. But the rubbing made her horny. She was at an age where the bloom is starting to come off the petals and her facial wrinkles were starting to give her still attractive face lots of character that revealed her age to any male looking for feminine companionship. Such fellows were fussy about things like age or weight or any one of the many negative criteria the pussy hounds considered essential disqualifications for their prey.The only other passenger in her compartment was a man wearing the uniform of the German Special. He past a cafe and saw a number of interesting pairings, a broad equine woman with a slender canine boy, a mousey looking girl with a curvy, heavily busted bovine with similar patterns to Tesla and a pair of young lizards, flaring their colours and sharing a milkshake. He smiled as he continued on his walk, he tried to imagine the pairings, wondering which of the women, were hung shemales. That in itself was common enough that with the four women he had seen in the cafe at least half were. We had been whispering gestures to each other and I had even rubbed my dick on her body through my jeans. We both were much frank and bold with our filthy expressions and language. Somehow, due to her repeated talk, now I was also thinking that there was a possibility of her pussy being not as big for my cock but I kept assuring her that everything would be fine and I shall be gentle with her. Then she went to college and I went to my office to return later in the day. On my return home, the.