My stiff cock was on auto pilot trying to bury itself into that moist hot love tunnel. I began to push into mary’s pussy, feelin... every movement of her flesh around mine, she just seemed to open up to me stage by stage, there was no hurry, we was going to take this slow so we could relish every moment. Mary was letting out little gasp’s as I went deeper and deeper into her, her nails scratching gently over my back, her legs pulling me in more, she had a. “ Things have picked up.” I said giggling while turning a little red. “Mmm… You dirty little bitch tell me!” Sheri said softly in a more naughty and excited tone. “Well I tired to be the one in control, but his voice and the tone of it really got me going. I couldn’t get images out of my head and started to think..” I said as I trailed off a little. Sheri responded quickly, “What…? What kind of images where you thinking of?” she said even more softly this time, as I could feel one of her hands. My name is Evans and for the past couples of months, I’ve been hopelessly in love with my best friend Christin. We’ve been friends ever since she became ‘the girl next door’ but to me she was the most gorgeous creature I have ever met. We’ve been so close and we absolutely did everything together. I could talk to her about anything at all, including sex which came up a lot. Being a bunch of young adults in our early twenties with raging hormones, we always flirted with each other and joked. The train creaked into Cannon Street. As the doors opened the commuters spilled out onto the platform. I looked around me at the faces, but there was no indication of who was my secret assailant. More commuters filled the train. I clung to the pole in the centre of the carriage as I was buffeted once more by all the people squeezing against me. As the tube pulled out I felt the hand again gently massaging my bum through my skirt. The tube bumped its way towards Euston. I took another look.