Katie was six inches shorter than me with a trim tight body. He breasts were small but firm and her nipples were short but very stubby, particularly w...en aroused. She had sort of rust coloured hair. Not exactly red, but very close to it. Her pubic hair though - when she allowed it to grow was a far more vivid red, almost orange and very wiry.Our jobs often allowed us to commute into London together. This meant a walk to the railway station to catch a train to Waterloo and then down into the. “I know,” she sighed, sounding only slightly tired, probably because what she was doing required minimal movement and effort. We kept this up for a ridiculously long time, changing position only slightly as we were hampered by my wrist. Suddenly, “OHH, holy god! TOM!” Her entire body lurched against me hard. Her knees tightened on my hips and she took hold of my shoulders, her nails biting painfully into my skin. She screamed again and buried her face in my chest. I had no idea this was. There are many fans of hers in the audience, and those who aren't her fans are probably becoming so rapidly. If not, well, at least most of them seem to be sticking around for the show they paid for. And they seem pretty enthusiastic too. Some seem to have been enjoying the performance, though with most I can't tell. But one thing is evident. They're all paying attention, eager for what comes next."There's nothing you could ever say, boy, to make me wanna walk away. And as long as you are mine,. "Why not?" he whispered in my ear.I groaned softly as he rubbed his shaft against my rosebud."I can't think while you do that," I moaned.He chuckled, "What, this?" and ground his cock harder against my ass, obscene moans bursting from my mouth."Stop!" I said breathlessly, yet I couldn't help myself from pushing my ass up against him."You don't want me to stop." he growled into the back of my neck.No, I didn't, but this was too much, "Yes I do." I moaned."Why?" he asked again, making a point to.