While he was talking he glanced around to make sure they weren't being watched.Quickly he slipped his hand under her dress and under her thong.It was ...oo quick for her to avoid."U-m-m-m," she moaned.There was no secret now about how she was reacting to all of this.She was totally slushy down there. Now they both knew it.Aaron's confidence grew as he quickly walked away. Before he did, he unbuttoned two more buttons, this time from the top.She protested. She did nothing about it.Less than two. It could not shield her rear when she had walked on board, however, and he knew from the panty-line that she was wearing skimpy underwear. He had a closet rebel and that appealed to him more than anything her blonde, short hair or other physical charms could invoke. She was perfect because she less than pure herself, though he wondered where the guilt came from sometimes, given that he felt so little and thought so much. The train set off and the commuters engaged in their ritual sleeping,. I am not going to let anything stand in my way. I'm doing a good job aren't I? The buyer's conference went well, didn't it? The training course will be good too, just wait and see." But do you need to do more of the programme?" Don't be silly," she said chiding. "Of course. I have to finish the whole thing. You wouldn't want me to turn around and whack you again like I did the first time I had the chance, would you?" She giggled, recalling her escape attempt when she had first been brought to. "She continued to blow me, swirling her tongue around my cock and eventaking it all the way down her throat. I exercised more self control,but still enjoyed the blowjob immensely. After about five minutes,Lesley put a sleeping mask on me. This was driving me wild. Shecontinued the blowjob for a little longer and then strattled me andworked my cock with he pussy. I nearly blew my load, but I held on.All of a sudden she stopped and I felt an extremely cold sensation on mygenitals. She had.