"You don't understand how badly I wanted to join you, and feel you for myself." Don't say such things..." I gasped a little as she took hold of my fac... and traced her thumb around the edge of my lips."I've always been curious to know what it would feel like to be with another girl, so I thought what better person to do it with than with someone I love?" She said softly.My heart started to pound as Lizzie began to kiss the corner of my mouth. As wrong as it was, I couldn't help but enjoy. I immediately reacted by leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.We began to kiss very passionately, with one thing leading to another, him playing with my tiny breast, then unzipping my jeans, running his hand down and fingering me.When he suggested we get in the back seat, I didn't hesitate.He knew I was willing, so he told me to take my jeans off, which I did, along with my panties.He dropped his pants and got between my legs. When I ask if he wasn't going to use a condom, he said that. I tried not to look around (as you do in London – don’t make eye contact) but couldn’t help noticing the younger man standing next to me and smiling. He was dark haired, dark eyed and wore glasses; I have always had a thing for men in specs!We went through station after station, moving to let people in and out until we were pressed against each other. I wasn’t complaining, I hadn’t had a cock for a few days and was hornier than ever so the feeling of a nice tight bod against me was nothing to. All of a sudden, he ordered, “Take off your dress!”I was so hot by now I could care less about modesty. I didn’t even release his cock from my mouth, as I slid my panties off, and kicked them onto the floorboard of the car. I then reluctantly let go of his cock so I could pull my dress over my head, and then tossed it on the floor as well. Momentarily, my bra joined the rest of the clothes, leaving me naked in the broad daylight as we headed down the Interstate.I spread my legs, so he could.