He unbuttoned two more buttons on her sweater and pushed his hand into her bra. She arched her back and pushed the fullness of her breast into his pal...m.“Ohh god that feels so good. What made you so hot?”He didn’t answer, but kissed her neck and moved his lips and tongue to the tops of her breast. He pulled one of her cups aside and covered her nipple with his mouth.His wife continued moaning. In a shallow breath, she told him, “Not here in the parking lot. Someone may see us.”Chris sat up and. Casey used her left hand to clear Angelia’s now soak and wet hair from her face. She wanted to look at her in the eyes as she came. With her right hand she gently grabbed Angelia’s neck and applied some gentle choking pressure. With her left hand she reached under the small of her back and before inserting 2 fingers up her asshole she told Angelia to hold her breath. Casey inserted her two middle fingers deep up the tightest little ass she ever felt. Angelia cried out in joy as her body. "Yeah, have a good afternoon," I said easily. "Uh, you too, pal," replied the voice. I heard the click of the line going dead. Quickly, I put my calls on hold before another could come through to me. I got up and crossed the floor to the washroom, slightly hunched over, hoping no one would spot my erection. Fortunately, everyone I passed seemed very wrapped up in their work. In the washroom, I closed myself into one of the stalls for privacy. With one hand I fished my phone out of my pocket,. It made her feel fucking sexy. But no one was watching. He pressed his face into the small of her neck, then his tongue lightly traced its way to her ear. His breath sent a shiver down her spine. The atmosphere in the train car suddenly became thick, swimming with heat and anticipation.Then he bit her ear. Hard. She swallowed her yelp, not wanting to attract attention. “Don’t turn around. Don’t make a noise. And do what I say.” He fingers traced her ass crack, down to the steaming heat.