One day, I was returning home very late, close to midnight. I usually got into the last car of the train, because it would usually be less crowded. On... this particular trip, I was the lone person on the car (probably next one also).A couple of minutes later, I realized I was totally alone in a public space and that brought back my frequent fantasy of masturbating in a public space. As luck would have it, I was already pretty aroused from having had fun with a group of students - some of whom. , driving an American made motorcycle, a Harley Davidson sportster and I was quite surprised to learn Ella loved biking as Gramps or George rode years ago and she loved it."Oh Harold, this is a real bike, a real sweet street bike, You do have a license ... right?" Of course I have a license, Ella."I used to love riding with George, he had a road king by Harley." So Ella, you like it huh?" Harold, I love it and I hope you will take me for a spin rather soon." Oh Ella, I will love giving you a. “Relax and keep your legs open.” He growls under his breath and I nod, relaxing against the wall behind me. His head lowers towards my pussy lips and my eyes widen at the realization of what he is about to do. “Wait!” I cry softly and he hesitates, holding my gaze. “I’ve never… like that…”“Never tell me to wait. Do you understand?” He growls at me and I freeze. I nod my head slowly. “You said you wanted a kiss, so I will give you one.” He continues to make his way down to my pussy lips and. He said he had never done it to anybody else before or wanted to but he for some reason or other he couldn't resist wanting to always stick his tongue there. I'm not into getting fucked in the ass but the shear depravity of him loving to lick on my asshole turns me on to the ultimate levels. I'd never thought I'd have such a hot guy like him being so willing and eager to want to lick on my shit hole. He doesn't care about the smell or taste he says he love doing it anyways.I'd started setting.