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He was pissed, but left anyway. He took her one hand and firmly placed it on his shorts so she could feel his rock hard cock begging for her. I removed my tongue and flickered it across her clit for a moment, drawing a squeal of surprise, but I had no more patience for this. At a loss by his outburst I simply shook my head while I frantically searched my memory banks for his face to no avail. I stirred early, and disentangling myself from the delicate spread eagle waif I had ravaged the night before. Katy Thorn April 25, at am.

Weaving themes of submission and anonymous sex, this story from author Jo Benfield is sure to inspire fantasy on your next train ride! She came to me again, continued kissing me. She screwed her eyes tight shut to stop herself from staring but his face was already imprinted upon her mind.