"I'm not ready to get up yet," she commented quietly."Why don't we just go back to bed, then?"This time, she allowed me to take the lead. I did what I...had been longing to do; I kissed her eyes, ears and nose; brushing her lips with mine, I moved on to her neck, shoulders and breasts, kissing round each in turn, getting closer each time to her nipples until, eventually, I fastened my lips on them and she sighed in satisfaction."Your breasts are just perfect," I said pausing for a moment to. My cock was getting hard and my heartbeat was beating beyond normal.I gave a kiss on her cheeks and Swapna seemed to be enjoying it. She closed her eyes and turned towards me as a sign of go.We both were kissing each other and finally, we ended up in a lip lock. We both were kissing in french style in such a way that as if we are finding our lost items in each other’s mouth.I asked Swapna to turn around and she just obeyed. I gently pushed her hair with my fingers, rubbing bareback part of her. My thin summer dress and tiny panties were no barrier to the warmth that his cock exuded. No accidental bumping of two bodies in crowded carriage; he meant for me to feel his erection pressed right where he no doubt dreamed it would go if he ever got me alone.I turned my head but kept my ass against his crotch. Not as tall as I in my heels, balding and wearing shades, at first guess I would say around fifty years old. Not strikingly handsome but none-the-less appealing in a strange kind of way. “Love the one you’re with,” she murmured as her skirt was hiked up and thick fingers slid up her inner thighs making her gasp with need. She felt her panties being wrestled down her legs and left wrapped around one ankle as she spread her leg open for Jack as she fumbled at his jeans, attempting to free him, his zipper defeating her best efforts until he finally took the matter into his own hand.“Oh, yes,” she moaned, as another mouth covered hers, exhaling, and filling her lungs with more of.