Hard Cock And A Dripping Cunt, Anasty Subway Fuck

You’re on the way home on the subway, everything is overcrowded. Suddenly and unexpectedly you feel a hand on your cock. She wants to be fucked now and here, her dripping can cries for you.

It was again one of those darn montage Everything went wrong in the office – and then this heat. Finally it was time for work. I should be glad about that, but I still had a strenuous ride with the as always at this time, crowded subway in front of me. Well, I thought, you’ll survive that, too. Of course, this time too the track was packed. So I stood there, trapped by several passengers, one could hardly move. Suddenly I was pushed forward and faced a black-haired lady.

My cock had no more room in the pants, I was so excited

My god, I thought, you do not see anything like that every day, jet-black hair, a wonderful red painted cherry mouth and a figure (which I could only guess) that made me forget my stress. Due to the tightness in the train, I came closer and closer to her, she opened her wonderful mouth lightly, snow-white teeth were visible and easily she ran her tongue over it. I became completely different. Her firm breasts pressed against my upper arms, and when I could then take a look in the neckline of her dress, I noticed how something moved in my pants. All stress was forgotten at that moment. She wore a light summer dress that could be opened at the front with a button row. Since she did not wear a bra because of the heat, I was able to admire her gorgeous and firm breasts under the thin fabric. My cock had no more room in the pants, I was so excited, but where to go? Again she ran the tip of her tongue over her full, red lips. She noticed my excitement, but pretended to be air for her. Suddenly I felt her hand on my fly. Slowly she pulled on the zipper, I thought only one thing: That’s crazy, that’s crazy!

With her soft fingers, she actually brought my cock out of my pants. It was a relief to me at that moment, but oh god, how is that supposed to end in this full orbit? Very lightly she massaged him, I was even hotter, and that was not due to the temperatures. All at once I realized how she fiddled with the other, free hand, on her dress, and I also got to open some of the front buttons of her dress. I just thought: Now you do not care, I took my right hand now and slid it into the half-open dress. My hand stroked her stomach slightly and then drove down quickly. She’s wearing a pair of panties in this heat, I thought, but quickly realized that it was a tiny thing that did not warm. My hand touched her shame and I noticed that the panties were already wet. With two fingers I tried to penetrate into her vagina, in vain, because we were so close that she got her legs barely apart. But suddenly she pulled her thin something down a bit and her legs were slightly apart.

Undeterred, she stroked her clit with her stiff cock now

During that time, she ignored me with a look but looked out the window, breathing heavily. She took my cock and touched her wet pubic hair with it. What does she want, I thought, in this position it can not work. Undeterred she stroked with her stiff cock now her clit, over and over again. I tried energetically to penetrate her, but in vain, for only the tip of my penis penetrated into her crevasse. But she also did not seem to want that, because she started to stroke her clit again with my penis. I noticed how it got hard and hard. I soon could not hold on to myself, then I noticed how the liquid flowed from the vagina, she had only wanted to satisfy herself with my penis. Her slightly panting breath touched my face. She let go of my cock, and wanted to rearrange and button her dress. But now I could not hold myself anymore. I pushed my penis between the thighs below the clitoris, I only had to move my pen back and forth a few times and my sperm was already shooting over your thighs. I too had satisfied myself, but how?
At that moment the subway stopped, she still arranged her dress and got out, without even looking at me. Also, I hid my cock back in the pants, because I had to get out soon. I have never, unfortunately or fortunately, seen this woman again.