Just where was this conversation going? “Don’t give away too many secrets Tracey” I managed to squeak out.“I know it’s unusual” said Trac...y “but I love sucking cock – and I also enjoy being fucked in arse provided it’s gentle” Now I was embarrassed and I’m damn sure it showed in my face, but that could have just been because Tracey’s fingers were now lightly playing over the top of my cock and I was trying not to come, an attempt that almost failed when Cathy replied “Actually I love sucking. I was just grateful that when she would move in certain ways I could catch glimpses of part of her breast and bra. Being the voyeur that I am, I always find this a bonus when traveling. We kept chatting and I started to notice her breasts slightly swaying in rhythm to the swaying train. I think that at one point she caught me checking her out when see looked me in the eye and made a wry smile. When the beers were finished I asked her if she wanted another and she said yes. Again I went to the. I asked her what it was that she was doing and at first she couldnt come up with an answer. After about a minute or so she had calmed down and she told me that she was masturbating. She told me to go into my room and wait for her. She went into the bathroom and cleaned herself up, and after she got dressed she came into my room where I was waiting. She talked to me about it and why she did it for a few minutes and when she was finished I asked her if she could teach me how to do it, explaining. When we pulled up to the mall mom agreed that she would go do her own shopping and meet me at the food court in an hour. We didn’t have to report to my house for her house arrest to begin for a few more hours. She was already wearing the ankle bracelet and the monitoring box that we were ordered to install before nightfall. Since it was her last freedom for a while I didn’t put up any protest letting her go on her own. Her phone was charged during the trip so she was able to contact me if.