She spent ages massaging the full length of my legs. She was good, oh she was good. At what point the whole thing became sexual for both of us I don�...t know but her fingers lifted the waistband of my panties and I lifted my bottom. I actually helped her to take my panties off. By now I was lost. I pulled my T-shirt off and lay before her totally naked, nothing on my skin, my legs open, my head back over the arm of the couch so I couldn’t see her, my hands stole to my pussy and I started to. I ran my thumb over her ancient clit. Was it my imagination or was it swelling?I leant forward and did something to her that I was sure her husband had never done - I took her elderly clitoris between my lips and started to suck on it, running my tongue across it as I did so. Now I could definitely feel it swelling with arousal.I looked up across her belly - the old cow was completely out, to all intents and purposes sound asleep, her mouth agape and, now she was on her back, snoring quite. Somewhere in the three years, I had passed Veronica. When I was serving my time as an intern, she was the definition of control. She controlled everyone and everything else, just as much as she controlled me. Seeing her out of control was nothing like a day dream. It was scary as hell. Fortunately for my sensibilities, she melted into my embrace. I stroked her hair and told her all was forgiven. After several moments, I became aware of all the eyes staring at us. I sat Roni down, then turned. I was unable to resist. He knew he had me. I started rocking gently against his cock.I bit my lip hard to stifle my moans. I needed this so bad. I needed to give myself to this man.I was still aware that I was on a public train and I glanced up at the old lady in front of me but she was still avoiding looking in my direction.I picked up the pace as I was edging closer to my orgasm. This felt so good. I needed him inside me. He moved me away from his cock all of a sudden. I was so close. I.