Peter moaned. She looked up into his pleading eyes and ran her wet tongue around her lips. "You want my mouth on your cock, sucking you, begging you t...o shoot off in my throat? Is that what you want, baby?" Her fingers trailed lower playing with his curly pubic hair, but never touching his cock. She was dying to, though... she wanted to feel his hot cock again in her fist, but she was enjoying the sweet torment she was giving him even more. And despite the look on his face, Eve knew that Peter. Why was she dressed like that and sitting in a train station alone on a rainy and wet night? He hoped he would find out. His cock was straining in his pants. He needed her to love him. He wanted to hold her and feel love from her.He was a nice guy who had a big heart. He mostly slept with prostitutes because he didn’t need to talk with them. He just gave them their money and they would give him a good time. Gary was quite endowed and liked to fuck. He liked all kinds of women.He just hadn’t. I told him I was originally from “Pentrebach”, which literally means “Little Village” in Welsh. He was having enough trouble with the Welsh he was coming across, but he said he’d seen that name. It’s a station on the way down from Merthyr Tydfil, Merthyr was the station nearest to his camp. I told him about how we’d had to move when the pit (coal mine) closed down. That'd meant I had to get a job and couldn’t stay on in school past 14. Mr. Butler's Education Act would have meant I'd have stayed. Ian, will tape the results and I’ll decide on who wins. Does that sound like fun?” “Yes, that sounds like a lot of fun. Will I get to practice a little? Since, I never did anything like this before.” “Of course take a little time to practice and then we’ll get started.” We both got undressed in front of each other. I got out the nipple tassels and we put them on each other and then we put on the matching white panties with the polka dots. Taylor looked so fucking hot. Taylor then went into.