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The Last Train of the Night
Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: SquallHart, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
bulge down there, but I dare not look and break the visual contact. She hasn't looked away and I won't be the first to do so. I have to be steadfast! After reaching the edge of her dress, she pushes her hand towards her panties, sliding the dress up enough to see her pink panties on the border of my vision. I'm getting horny and bold, thoughts racing on what I want to do to her. I want to get down on my knees slide her panties aside and eat her then and there, sucking and kissing her clit while I pump a finger inside and make her finish in my mouth. I want to get her up and turn her around, knees on the seat and bend her over, then lower my pants, get my dick out and go inside her. I want to fuck her wildly and cum deep inside her. More wild thoughts race trough my mind, but her free hand start going up her body, up to her belly and squeezes her breast, squeezing and grabbing. God I can barely hold on to my seat any more, before I realize, my hand is on my crotch massaging over the jeans. She gets a boob out, soft pink hard nipples, she pinches teasingly and finally says, "And what are you waiting for?" Does she means to get my dick out and stroke it? or to take action on her? I choose the later. I lean over and kiss her wanting lips, she tastes as good as she looks, after what seems an eternity I make her stand up and place her against the corner of the wagon, away from easy looking eyes. Her back is against the wall, we keep kissing, biting on her lips, and my hands run ...