Her back was bleeding slightly from the scratches. Allen was hitting his stride. Jules didn’t know what to think. He had the perfect technique. He s...roked and slowed, stroked and slowed. She would cum immediately if he continued to stroke, but he always slowed down when she was at her peak, then sped up gradually and would build the cum. He was on the home stretch and knew it. He could feel her pussy spasming and he hit fifth gear.“OOOOOOOOOH!!”“Everybody wants to touch somebody, if it takes. So I walked up to him. My heels clicking on the platform floor drew his attention. When he turned his head in my direction I could see that he hadn’t shaved for a few days, so I couldn’t resist clasping his face in my hand. I ran my finger over his bottom lip he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, when he opened his mouth I knew he could smell my cunt on my finger. Before we had even said hello, there we were in a busy station and he was about to suck my cunt juice from my finger. Instead I. She was actually a little scared. He was larger than what she was used to, she didn't know if she could take him. But her dripping pussy betrayed the fact that she was dying to try. He flexed his cock in her mouth so she could feel his head expand on her tongue. The suddenness of it made her jump slightly, thinking that he was about to shove himself into her, but still he did not move. He flexed again, sending a rush of blood into his dick and a dribble of pre-cum onto her tongue. Her eyes lit. He looked at the pair of panties she was wearing and noticed the wet patch showing him that she getting turned on. Her legs were so smooth. He ran his hands up from the back of her legs to her thigh, and then gently touched her small pussy, moist with anticipation, she moaned with pleasure.He began to pull off her panties, gently moving them off her hips, and along her legs untill he pulled them off her feet and threw them to the floor, and again she smiled. She was enjoying this. At last her.