” her hand dipped down to my drooling gash.“Mommy has been getting me ready for you Daddy. My tight pink little cunt is all ready for Daddy’s th...ck cock.” I held his stiff pole in my hand and licked up and down the entire length.“Please Daddy, please let me a good little fuck-doll for you and Mommy. Let me be your dirty, slutty little daughter.” his cock was throbbing and a large pearl of pre-cum had started to boil over from the head. I dramatically smeared it across my lips, no doubt causing. I was completely consumed with passion. So consumed that I failed to realise the carriage had stopped.“What thee bloody ells going off!” a stern voice demanded. I looked over my shoulder. A large, angry red faced gentleman was staring at us through the carriage window. A well dressed gentleman with the manners and language of a common labourer.“Daddy” Miss Maitland cried.“Pray afford us some privacy,” I demanded as I continued to pleasure Miss Maitland, “We may be some time.”“You cheeky. He pussy clenched down on my fingers so hard that I thought she broke them. She bucked her hips over and over as she rode out her orgasm, my face drenched with her nectar.I kept my fingers inside her as I went back to sucking her clit, bringing to a second and then a third orgasm. She went limp after her third orgasm and said: "Time to fuck, baby!"I climbed on top of her placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy and easily slid into her. Her pussy was VERY wet, it felt hot and velvety! So. It’s still going to be a close thing. Across the road dodging cars and taxis. Yeah, you fuck off as well. Hit the stairs up to the station. Gonna be sick. Gonna be sick. Which platform? Which fucking platform. Scan the departure board with shaved eyes. Relief. Oh thank fuck. Delayed by fifteen minutes. Stop. Heart pounding, legs like jelly. Oh fuck. Calmer now. Even time to get a coffee. Heart slowing. Walk to the train. Find seat. Coffee on table. Bag on overhead luggage rack. Sit down. Stand.