Frankie couldn’t believe what had just happened, her hold ups and her thong where covered in both of their juices as she tried to clean herself up s...he realised she would have to abandon the hold ups, thankfully she had another pair in her bag, but her bag was on the seat.The motion of the train was vibrating through her as she cleaned herself up her fingers found her clit as she tweaked at it the vibrations of the train quickly brought on another powerful orgasm which flooded her. When her pulled her red undies down and started licking her ass, it was clear that it wasn’t their first time together. She seemed to enjoy his active tongue as much as I do. It could have been fake orgasms like some bad porn star, but somehow she was very convincing with her moans of pleasure.They turned toward the camera mugging for me, as DJ dropped his trousers and held huge cock in front of his secretary. Excuse me, receptionist. Emma began to give him a long sensuous blow job, and believe. Taking a few steps into the shadows of the alleythe traveler stood a few yards away from the other. He stood there withhis hands in his pocket glaring from over his smoked sunglasses, hisgrey dress shirt was unbuttoned and a loose white t-shirt hung down tohis black khakis. His cropped black hair was bushed forward in a spikeand his cool blue eyes glared at the traveler. The young man wasn'tmuch to look at by the stranger's standards, his cut-off blue jeanshorts had long strands as well as his. "Yes. Well. The walk out there was a little intimidating, especially as I got closer to Joe. That's the native; he has a name, but it's long and unpronounceable and I gave up. The first syllable sounds something like 'gho'" (the sound was a throaty guttural with a long o) "so I started using that and he was OK with it. He calls me something like 'gnanga.'"Actually I have no idea whether Joe's really male, or female, or something else. Even close up I can see nothing resembling superficial.