Lise lay in their bed, once again experiencing vague, uneasy feelings. Finally, she shrugged the feelings off and went back to reviewing what she plan...ned to wear to work. She finally decided on a soft white blouse with ruffled neckline, and a loose black mid-calf length skirt with a tiny flower pattern all over it. Rod returned from the bathroom and began getting dressed. He still hadn’t spoken to Lise. When he finished dressing, he checked himself in the mirror one last time, then turned to. I glanced around to see if anyone could be watching but it was raining so hard I couldn't even see the cars in the parking lot. She latterly fucked me until she was satisfied and then stood up, grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body covering her tits. She then took her bikini bottom and slung it over her shoulder as I stood up and pulled my trunks up over my spent cock. We walked hand in hand to the parking lot to her car. As I looked around, all the car windows were fogged up and I. It took all of my strength not to moan or cry our as he filled my tight wet hole. He stayed inside me, letting the train move our bodies instead of sliding his cock in and out of me. It was ecstasy, feeling a stranger inside me in a public space. I'm sure one or two passengers were aware of what we were doing but I was too aroused to care. My hand found my clit and I began to rub my little bud. At the same time, I felt fingers brush my ass as the stranger squeezed and stroked his balls. Mere. I quickly linked the camera to the laptop, and started my film. Horrified, I realised that I still had the dirty g-string in my hand, and dropped it on my desk. As the picture whirred into life, the bedroom was in darkness, but, as the door was open, I could see that there was a light on the staircase. Linzi was in the house. I could hear music and voices, but nothing else. I fast-forwarded for thirty minutes, until I saw a figure walk past the door, going to the bathroom. I re-wound and.