"I'd really like to see you in something tighter, more revealing, something that shows your wonderful sexy body off." Hmm, I'll have to think about th...at Chase." she answered coyly, obviously flirting with him. "Maybe I will, and see what kind of reaction I get from you." I can't wait." Chase said suggestively. "So should I just go in?" Yes..." Jeanette paused for a moment, lost. "Yes, just go in I think." Thanks." Chase said with another playful swat at her rear. "I can't wait to see you. Her fingers picked back up, rapidly pumping into herself, trying to match the frantic rhythm of his cock. He was close, she could feel it, feel the same edge of need that tinged his movements. The same sensation filled her, and lightly pinched her hard clit, biting her lip and whining loudly with pleasure. Both of them came at the same time. She felt the hot cum, sticky as it pumped out onto her skin. Spreading it across her chest, the man coated the tops of her breasts, glazing her nipples. We ordered deli sandwiches and coffee at the counter, then seated ourselves a booth and ate together. My mind wandered as I recalled how Jenny had once slipped her hand under my skirt in the booth next to this one and masturbated me to a frenzied climax, while I nearly bit through my lower lip trying not to scream. Despite being in the presence of my mother, I found myself getting a little excited at the memory.We talked about classes and a bunch of other things related to college life. Mom. She’s there, but she doesn’t know. Who cares? She’s got her head in that book, when really, you’d like her head in your lap, her mouth open, her tongue…. Shit. He didn’t like having those thoughts. They got him excited and when he got excited, he got…. a hard on. He didn’t enjoy those on the train. It was embarrassing and made him self-conscious. He would be desperate to adjust himself, to make it more comfortable, but the best he could do would be to shift himself in his seat and hope that.