The effect was instantaneous. She blushed a dark crimson colour and took a sharp intake of breath.My “gaydar” clicked into overdrive. Yep, definit...ly–she fancied me. I tried to picture her with her glasses removed and her hair pulled back from her face. Yes, she was very pretty, and if I’d had time I’m certain I could have had a bit of fun with her. I closed my eyes and allowed my imagination free reign as the train clattered its way to London.I zoned out and saw her walking across the busy. My hand pushed into her cleft, my fingers stroked up inside her pussy, my cock pulsed in her mouth. The van rode on through the streets of Memphis, little red-haired Kara at the wheel. Little bumps and stops added to the friction and fun. Over on the other couch Tracey had Jeff’s erection and slid her hot pocket onto him. “Hell of a first time, huh, lover?” she teased him. “Ok so we’re like, five or so minutes from the Club. Are you guys coming?” Kara asked from the front seat. “Looks like Jeff. "Well, it's perfectly negotiable," I told her and rubbed my hands on my cold lager. She pouted and took a swig of her beer. "I, ummm, I charged forty pounds for the girls, a bit above cost, but if these photos come out OK I should clear two hundred." Holly whistled and took another swig."That's a decent amount. But then Robert is a rich, randy pig."I sighed. "Yeah, I've got fifty today and if they come out OK I'll get the rest, but they should be OK," I told her. "I mean, I know I am no expert,. My cock slipping in easily, her pussy already lubricated with her juices and the other guys cum. I pumped into her quickly, her boobs jiggled frantically as I slammed into her. The fisherman had managed to get his cock out again ad was wanking furiously with his free hand. Then I came, with one last thrust my cum spewed out and filled her pussy as Dee moaned in pleasure. I slipped out as the fisherman passed me back the camera and offered his cock to Dee. She grabbed it with her hand and fed it.