1. The Day We Caught the Train - Part 2


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: Evile_DNA, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    attention to it. She looked down and then back at me. &#034Bastard&#034 she said again and grinned. I leaned forwards and asked her &#034Do you want to suck my cock?&#034. &#034Maybe&#034 was her reply. &#034You know I like simplicity and specificity in communication, a yes or no is required&#034. I turned the machine on for six more pulses and Kate was pinned to her seat again. This time I saw her squirming to enjoy the experience and slide her bum forwards ever so slightly to tighten the knickers and press the vibrator closer to her clit. We all know how irritating a vibrating and unanswered phone can be and I felt that we were starting to damage the taxi driver's calm. I repeated my question, &#034Do you want to suck my cock?&#034 &#034Yes&#034. Came the reply We were only half way in to the journey and I really wanted my cock in her mouth whilst I put the machine on constant but we're not quite that brave and given our jobs would prefer to remain anonymous. We just looked lustfully at each other across the cab. My hand and Kate's eyes both strayed to the bulge in my trousers and we were transported wordlessly towards our destination and burning to touch each other. A few sexually tense minutes later we arrived at Newcastle Central Station. Kate was actually nervous to stand up in the cab as she saw my hand dart to my left jacket pocket....EXACTLY the response I was looking for. I settled the fair and we wandered in to the station. The taxi driver said have a good day. ...
    Part of me wanted him to have realised just what dirty fun we had been having but either he was discrete or oblivious. The concourse was noisy as we headed for the ticket kiosk. Kate, comforted by the background noise, grabbed my right arm as we were walking and tried to gently bring me to a halt. She started saying something along the lines of not just turning on the machine randomly and I reminded her that we agreed to discuss it on the train. I reached for my left jacket pocket and she tried to intercept my hand in its traverse from my trouser pocket. She failed. I turned on the machine and pulled her towards me, held her tight and felt her shiver in response. I looked down and saw embarrassment and the look from earlier that a dirty little secret was now in the public domain. Like a petulant girl she looked at me and with venom in her eyes briskly headed for the ticket kiosk. WOW! I'd gone too far too soon but she was still committed to the day...or she couldn't think of where else to go and just had to walk away. I was somewhere between extreme excitement and dread. The potential for SO much fun and I nearly blew it. I followed her to the queue and gently and firmly put my hands on her hips, non sexually, and leaned down and gently kissed her neck. She was a little unresponsive. I whispered that I was sorry and that we would discuss the rules on the train as planned but if you wander off like that again I'll turn on the machine and not turn it off. It's not like you can put ...
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