He got the hint that i was up to something and rested his hands on my chest, I held his hand and guided it inside my top, he started to massage it and... pinched my nipples, then he played with my boobs in a very delicate way and kept on teasing me around the nipple, I felt hotter by the minute and started to rub my other boob with my one hand & and massaged his dick from over the pants with the other, I than adjusted myself in such a way that he could unbutton my top and use both hands inside my. The train line was a rural route and the station was just a platform and an open shelter. It was pretty deserted so we ducked into the shelter and soon started kissing and fondling, she gorgeous pair of tits and with the cold night air her hips really stood out. One of her 'things' was to bump and grind her hips on to mine which naturally got the reaction she was looking for. 'You like that don't you?' pressing her mound against mine. 'Oh yeah' I replied, where she started to undo my trousers. She reaches her hands back in slight protest as I start to bend her over pressing her rock nipples into the cold of the wood of the table. Picking up speed and leverage I start to really go at it as if trying to break the table in half. I feel her quickly build up to another orgasm as I am pushing her into the table, sucking on her fingers so generously presented to me. I ease up just a little so I can reach around and get a hand on her breasts. And when I speed up again, they sway in. She just figured she was going to ease her way into more daring public exposure. A few minutes before we were going to pack up and call it a day, a teenager arrived at the pool. He was a rather gangly dark-haired boy who liked to hang around by the pool. Occasionally, I’d noticed him with a couple of friends, but he was alone this afternoon. The minute the boy dove into the pool, Carla winked at me and followed suit. Uh-oh, I thought. Here comes trouble. But it wasn’t. At least not that.