I rolled back on his hard cock as the train rumbled. I felt the back of my raincoat rise. The cock was on my bare ass. Yes it was a hard cock. J...ust at this point the train stopped and more people packed on and we moved to a new position. Now we were near the end of the car at the wall of the emergency door. He resumed his position in the crack of my ass and he pressed hard against me. I pressed back. he knew I wanted him. He found his way up my little skirt and into my thong. Just as they had every other day that week, they’d spent hours working on the house, systematically trawling through each room, emptying cupboards and boxes, checking the contents lest they miss hidden treasures before ultimately, as happened more often that not, dumping their uncle’s long held possessions in the skip outside. But unlike those other days, they’d worked together. Somehow, they’d made an unspoken agreement not to leave the other’s side, as if they’d both realised they’d already. I would open the door and walk in, and put my school bag down, my coat on the peg, and then take my knickers off and put them on top of my bag.Only then was I allowed to walk into the lounge where he would be waiting for me. More often than not, he would be stroking his peepee, and his trousers were down. He would tell me to hurry up and sit on the floor. I knew what this meant, he had told me ages ago… I had to kneel down beside him and hold his peepee in my hands, going up and down for. “ooh ma” she cried. “take it out take it out, it hurts” she whimpered. “sh sh shh” I soothed her while I kissed her. “The hard part is over. You will feel better” I said kissing away her tears. After a minute I gently began rocking again. She began responding in time and I got back in to my orignal rhythm. Soon a wave of orgasm hit her and her hips bucked upwards engulfing my cock in and out as I stayed still. As she calmed down I began fucking her again. This time I did not hold back. Nimmo.