”Damn, I wish she hadn’t reminded me of how experienced my first vagina would be. But then my common sense took over. After all, she’d just been... fucked a few feet away from me by my friend. Get over it and get on with it.Soon I was in the throes of delight, feeling like I was the only man who mattered to her. An all-too-quick hour later I had ejaculated twice in her pussy and once in her mouth. As I left I nodded to the older man who had entered and was waiting in the outer room. And I didn’t. " I begged. My heart was fluttering withnervousness or excitement. I couldn't tell which."They aren't as sexy as the ones you've got on." No but I'd be more likely to pull this off. I wouldn't be as self-conscious, constantly feeling that people could see that I was a man. Idon't mind my butt hanging out, and anyway, my dress still covers it."I turned rear on, to the mirror "Just about anyway!" I had my legs alittle apart, for balance on my high-heeled ankle boots, my hands on myhips, and was. Are you going to try me or just leave me like this she pouted at me.I dived at her cunt. No gentle probing this time, straight in past her outerlips into the moist fleshy walls of her sweet vagina. I curled my tongue upwards, finding her g-spot and sending her into fits of thrashing pleasure. Chandokhi was a squirter and soon i was soaked by more delicious nectar, sweet as sumira’s but with a hint of sharpness. I enjoyed my fill, rising only when i could take no more. There was enough on my. My reaction was to move the hand from her thigh to encircle her front and pin her commandingly against me. I did not want to scare her, but she needed to know I was leading this little dance. I brought my face firmly against the side of her head. At the next stop everyone emptied from our little alcove onto the platform on the opposite side. By the time the train began to move again I could feel my beauty swoon against me. It felt good to feel her weight suddenly relaxed and submissive in my.