It was partially occupied by a pretty young woman’s feet. In those days, train seats were actually long leather benches divided into three seats by...retractable armrests. In this particular case, the seat by the window was occupied by a sleeping boy about four or five years old. A young woman sat next to him in the middle seat. She was curled up and reading a book and to make herself comfortable she raised the adjacent armrest and extended her feet into the aisle seat. Not wanting to. " she said in a purring voice. "It feels so good in me." The door opened, and Jen's friend the blonde babe looked in. "Hi Jen..." she said and walked in. She had not noticed me yet, so she started talking to Jen about where she wanted to go that night. The blonde was nude apart from a fuchsia lace v-string featuring a small lace triangle over the shaved crouch with a pair of delicate ribbons gracing her gorgeous hips disappearing between her cute butt cheeks. Her boobs were a good deal smaller. He flicked it back and forth, visualizing his tongue moving her clit and imagining how she would taste if he were licking her. He’d never felt a woman so wet and the thought of her juices running into his mouth and her squirming against his tongue was making him want her more as each second passed and his own excitement felt like he was about to burst. He plunged back onto her soaking sex, stroking her clit with his thumb and feeling her throbbing pussy walls sheath his fingers in heat. . I said wait until I have you good and horny. then I leaned over and held her towel over her eyes and kissed her as the k** knealt on the bed. he knelt between her legs and as instructed he didn't touch her with his hands and only used his face. He was munching on her pussy and clit and in no time you could see her lift her ass to meet the motion of her orgasm as he nibbled her clit. I kept talking to her and saying things when he would lift his head. As he saw my head nod after her second.