I closed my eyes a little as I gripped his hips. “Yeah, I know. Your ass is so fucking tight! Always fucking squeezing me.” I thrust into him as h...ard as I could and he scoots back a bit. “What you’re not running from me already?” I tightened my hold on his hips as I slammed into him hard again.“No I’m not running Daddy! Please fuck me hard!”“As you wish,” I keep moving my hips harder and faster. “God son, your ass is so amazing! It just keeps sucking me in! I can’t get enough!” Jake’s hands. The message was clear. She didn't want me to stop.Daring not to breathe, I began to sway with the train a little more. I tried to make it look as if it was just the movements of the car, but moved with it to push myself against her. My hips bounced lightly against her rear, deeper against her. I felt pressure with every thrust. She was pushing back at me. Among these crowds of people, we were silently making fucking motions toward each other.I leaned my head back as I pushed harder against her.. I will travel to a Dom/Master with a fully equipped dungeon (more my blog “Travelers”) I’m certainly not a “spring chicken” and frankly wasn’t a “swinger” until I met my husband (and at that time there was very little internet.) My husband (then fiancé) began my wild journey and although we still love sex together we share and have our own paths to pleasures. We have been very careful of the actual contacts we’ve been involved with and all I can say is I’ve totally enjoyed my adventures and. Getting in he leaned on the wall arms folded as the doors slid closed. I looked back towards the front man and nervously asked for a black band. Slightly envious of what ever women would get his affections and attention."See you around" he said"It's just a one time thing. " I replied putting on the band."Your new around here so I'll tell you a secret. Mr.stone has been wearing that yellow band since this place began. He's rarley touched a female or spoke to one here unless he needed to which.