We just made it, giggling like c***dren as we stumbled into the compartment. Sadly we weren’t alone but could sit alone. I showed Lauren where I’d...had my free show. Sadly though the lights were on, the blinds were drawn. I’d thought I’d seen Blondie a few days previously, it was only in the passing and probably wishful thinking. We spoke in hushed, calm tones and only after a while realised that I was still holding Lauren’s hand. I’m happy to say it felt natural and in no way was forced. We. Squeezes. Blowing cool kisses on my nipple. Nuzzling.. my vagina caressed. Grazing me with kisses, gliding softly into me. Fucked slow. For hours. As we fucked slow rough in waterfall. Caressing my vagina and dove darker suckling me deeply. Snuggling close to me in a tight hug, diving into my vagina with dark hot kisses suckling softly. Laying hot kisses licks circling my vagina. And licking it slowly. My nipple nowcovered in hot kisses , my vagina softly suckled. Fingers high. Twirling her. I brought the tip of my thumb to the tips of my fingers to insert in her vagina. It took some pressure but finally my knuckle slid past her pubic bone to bury my hand deep inside her pussy.She laid flat on her back now, gasping and moaning as I rotated my hand and wiggled my fingers inside her, bringing her to climax easily and quickly. Gripping her own tits hard she was almost screaming as she convulsed from the adrenalin surging through her body.I was almost creaming myself by now, I removed. He haunted her sleep as she birthed the most evanescent image of him as her lover. His romantic conveyance bearing the same intense focus he held when in his kitchen. She wanted to be at the center of his turmoil. She had fallen in love with an erupting volcano. The young violinist played for him that night, her right hand moved the bow at right angles across one string to another creating a musical passage of wispy sounding notes. She moved the bow faster, her small plump lips open, her bow.