Lisa was a single - OK, divorced - mother of two k**s, both away most of the time at colleges out of state or working summer jobs. She's forty-somethi...ng, a little taller than me, reddish-blonde hair, and in great shape...she works out all the time and it shows. She could easily pass for early thirties. We didn't see a lot of each other, with my work schedule, but we always enjoyed talking when we did run into each other. In my mind, she had the best smile and laugh of anyone I knew.I located. She was wearing a black pencil skirt, heels and v neck top that showed off her assets to their best. It was the perfect choice for the moment. Still she had not made eye contact with the stranger, he was standing close behind her and as the train jolted and bumped along the track she made tentative at first grinding movements onto his crotch. First time, nothing. Second time, he catches her and his hands linger on her hips for a moment too inappropriately long. Third time, he knows... She. His cock filled her up as he slid back and forth inside her, their hips both moving together. Amanda grabbed his hand and pulled it round to play with her clit, she could hear someone outside and she HAD to cum while they were there. “Harder you dirty fuck!” she whispered and Jamie sped up his strokes, his cock throbbing with excitement inside her. She pulled her clit right back and rubbed furiously, her legs buckling slightly underneath her as the waves of thrilling orgasm pulsed through her. Spread my legs and give it to me hard..any way you want to give it to me.. " And then I laughed. "..or I could spank you, but I'd kiss it better afterwards!"He could tell there was more, he just seemed to know."What else?" I sometimes like to make things better." Max laughed and his eyes sparkled playfully."How would you do that?" You could pretend something hurts and tell me how you got your injury - if it's really bad I'll have to be really dirty to make you better...so you can get aroused.