The technique she was using to contract her pussy around my cock was just driving me so wild with desire. She playfully asked me if I could feel what...she was doing with her cunt muscles, contracting them onto my cock. My groan of joy at the feeling it was sending onto my cock gave her the answer she was hoping for, and she looked straight into my eyes and was smiling even more. I was fast loosing my will to hold back my spunk. With a yell of pure lust and frustration for release, I grasped her. The flared pink tip pokes out, contrasting against his skin. She leans in to kiss it. More of it slips out and she opens her mouth to take it inside. Her tongue explores the flared edges and caresses the underside. Zayne’s cock continues to grow until it is fully out of the sheath and resembling that miniature horse cock that, so far, all the males at the farm, are famous for. She rocks forward, while wrapping both hands around him, and he feels his cock bump at her throat before pulling it. A young couple sat snuggled up, they looked like teenagers maybe going on their first weekend together, I mused. An older woman sat knitting, her hands flashing as she sat watching out of the window, not paying any attention to her stitches.I felt the train lurch in to life and slowly drag itself out of the station and I became aware of someone sliding into the seat across from me and start unpacking his tech.I felt a bit grumpy that this man had chosen to invade my space, given there were many. She identified her flight and moved quickly to her departure gate where she sat staring across the concourse walkway into the adjacent gate. A man, a woman and a small child, no older than four, were huddled together with some sort of turmoil swirling around them. Megan tried to focus on other people but the obviously tearful goodbye kept drawing her back to them. The woman was dressed in a business suit and was holding her daughter in her arms. The little girl was clinging onto her mommy’s.