I was at the tube station there waiting to get the Piccadilly line back to my hotel in South Kensington. Once I'd FINALLY got down to the platform (it...feels like it's about 3 miles underground!) I was in a sea of people. The first train came and I didn't even bother trying to get on it. It was packed, the platform was packed, and I just thought "forget it!". I only had to wait a few minutes for the next one to come, and although it was still packed I could at least get on. I had to stand but I. It was then that I went into a cubicle. The doors had long ago had the locks removed, so there was a ready made peep hole. I sat on the seat cover and pulled down my trousers, and when I looked up I could see his eye gazing through the hole. By now I was so horny that opened the door and waved him. He entered, closed the door, put his suitcase on the ground, knelt down and simply devoured my cock. This was my first ever sexual experience and in less than a minute I exploded in his mouth. He. Harry drove into her hard, grabbed her hair to stop her slipping and sliding and proceeded to slam in and out as hard and fast as he could. ‘Oh, fuck me, fuck me,’ she yelled, her voice barely muffled by the pillows that her face was pressed into. Harry grunted with effort, ‘I am fucking you, you’re my fucking bitch. She felt the growing urgency of Harry’s impending orgasm, Susan thrust back against him, ‘Fill me up Harry, fuck me …make me pregnant!’ Harry’s response was instantaneous, he burst. Keep working my cock. Oooooooh. Aaaaaah" My cum pumped and pumped over her face. At the same time I had started to rub her clit, her response was immediate, increasing her breathing. Grabbing the blankets in her hands she repeatedly pushed her midsection up towards my massaging hand. It took her only a minute to come, still with cum all over her face. I am sure she could have screamed out her orgasm but it instead came as a series of heavy panting and convulsions. When she was done she looked.