I managed to get it out and sighed with relief. She knew that I wanted her to fuck me. But with every time we had sex, she would think of something ne...w to tease me with, to make me submit to her even more.“Now put it back in again. Then out, then in. And don't stop licking me while you do it.”I returned to her now dripping pussy that smelled of pure sex, while I began to fuck my ass with the plug. Suddenly I felt her hand on the back of my head. With a swift move she pressed my face into her. I looked her in the eye and she winked at me. I thought I’d try my luck and turned my hand and gave her cunt a quick squeeze. That really brought a smile to her face and she pressed it against me. That was good enough for me I started having a good feel of it, squeezing and rubbing. Then the train stopped, in the tunnel. The groans went up all around me but for once I was quite happy about it. She had a loose skirt on so I gradually eased it up a bit at a time till I got to her knickers. We. " That's perfectly understandable," Annette said. "You can always change your mind later if you wish." It doesn't bother you?" Little asked. "Having to touch other men's ... uh..." Penises," Annette finished for him. "Not at all. It's a perfectly natural way to release stress and tension from the body. Now follow me."Little was a little hesitant. He knew he was in very murky waters here, but he followed the strange woman into the back of her shop anyway."What sign are you Mr. Little?" Annette. But yeah, all the women I been with whore thongs or maybe boy shorts which I don't think are very sexy either. But damn, I see those pantylines under her tight hi-waist white pants and I begin to get turned on even more. I start feeling some precum leaking out my dick. I could even see her shapely bra a little through her top. Wow, she was sexy. She then proceeds to tell me how cute I am and a song came on that she wanted to dance to. She leads me over to the dance floor and we begin to.