Her thick crimson locks had been wrangled into a ponytail and her silk blouse only suggested the cleavage of her formidably gorgeous breasts. He knew ...what was packaged away beneath her casual-formal attire, and the degree to which he still desired her provoked his irritation further. She appeared unaware of his presence as he approached the table, her gaze fixed on the screen of her mobile phone and her finger tapping its surface. He had to cough to gain her attention.Miranda paused her. He was an ever ready one. He described his cock as hard and long .. Just waiting for the next willing cunt to suck and fuck. I wanted Raj right there in the subway train,. I looked around to see if any of the male species on the train resembled this handsome love monster. There was one sitting directly across from me with a light wheatish complexion with big black eyes and silken black hair. He was handsome, seemed ready if I used the right approach. I began looking at him and wanted him to. Just stirring your pussy with me as I slowly push deeper. One of your legs goes up. I’m pushing deeper. You reach behind your back, grabbing my hair. We manage to kiss. Faster. I’m deep in you now. Not quite fully. You’re letting me do the work. Harder. Thrusting into you so my cock scrapes against your G-spot. You start to push back. My cock filling you. Hips slamming into your arse. Groping your tits. Kissing your neck. I roll you over so you’re face down. Pressing you into the covers but. He sang along to the oases lyric playing on the stereo behind him, we sat on his bed my legs over him. “How many times have you been in love?” I asked him, when the song ended. The room spinning. I wore black slit jeans and a low cut top with a crop top underneath. My red and black hair was in a messy fishtail, my fringe hanging over one eye. “Twice” he said. “Louise and savanna?” I asked, probably not being as sly as I thought I was. “Not Louise” Lewis said, his eyes meeting me for a brief.