I started pressing with one hand and sucking the other boobs that was the best feeling and she was like aaaaaah c’mon baby suck harder harderrr aaaa... mmm m all yours suck em harder baby mmmaaaThen I switch the boobs and started to suck other and then she reminded of chocolate syrup (we had brought Hershey’s chocolate syrup on our way to hotel) then I took it poured the syrup on her boobs and started sucking and I was on cloud nineI was feeling as if I was drinking chocolate from her boobs and. She was moaning slightly and we were kissing vigorously. I was not in a mood to slow down and she was neither but we were in a train and we had to be cautious about the people around us.So we adjusted once again. And she again got hold of my arms and rested it inside her dress and made me touch her bare breast. She adjusted her dress so that I got easy access to her boobs. I pressed her right boob with my right hand. Man what a feeling!!!! Her hand in the meanwhile had found the way to my pants. I stood for a long time gazing across the road to her front door. When I looked upward the moon, now in full phase, was almost obscured by drifting clouds. I felt a kinship with the moon; it looked exactly like I felt.Reluctantly I forced myself indoors and locked up for the night. There were two glasses side by side on the bar; hers was empty but some remained in mine. I tipped it into my mouth and savoured the warming drink as it slid down my throat. As if in a dream I traced a fingertip. She broke away and pushed me back on my seat. I sat back as she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and slid them down, giving her full access to my rock hard cock. She wasted no time, quickly engulfing my swollen member in a way that I haven't had in years. As she sucked me, her ass was perched up in the air, allowing me to snake a hand down over her ass between her cheeks and into her cunt. She was wet. She was wetter than I have seen my wife in years. Amazing. I looked at the clock on the.