I take your hand and allow you to feel one of my hard nipples. You let out a moan so I know you want to do it some more. But I won't let you. Instead,...I tell you to remove all of your clothes. Still blindfolded, you obey. Your cock is now so hard. I tell you to gently stroke it. You get so excited you grab it and start to beat it. But I won't allow that. You are only allowed to stroke it gently and softly. I tell you exactly what I want your hands to do. I love watching you obey my commands.. Her hips rocked up involuntarily as if her clit were angry that she’d stopped touching it. She reached a finger back down and her clit and her lips were so swollen. She rubbed with two fingers.A thing inside of her started growing. It was intense and it was inside of her and it grew and grew until she couldn't stop touching herself even if she tried. Her insides were screaming and laughing at the same time. She felt her hips move up in a rhythm and then something happened that felt like a flash. Thirty years old perhaps, with long blonde hair. She had glanced up at him and given him a look of disapproval with those steely, blue eyes. Arrogant and easily annoyed by everything around her. He remembered thinking how he missed the old days when people still talked to one another on the train. Nowadays you couldn’t even smile at your neighbor anymore or he or she would be suspicious and offended.As the train had left Manchester Victoria he glanced at the woman again and imagined describing. She sat next to me and rested her head on my shoulder.“Can we watch a movie?”, she asked.“Yeah sure”, I said as I was trying to look at her body. She noticed that I was trying to look at her body.She stood in front of me and said, “Is it okay now? Tell me once you finish looking at me.”I was embarrassed and shocked at that time. This wasn’t over yet. She lifted her dress and showed me her pussy and asked boldly, “Is this enough now?”“Hey, are you mad? Just sit down. It’s natural for a male to.