In response, her fingers tightened against my cock and began to move rhythmically, slowly, in time to my own ministrations. As the train began to slow, I pulled my hand away from her clit in order to steady her as I leaned more heavily against the wall of the carriage behind me. x video But as I pondered this, I felt fingers at my wrist and my hand was gently guided back to her leg. Feeling the hair become ever so slightly slick with juice, I helped spread it as my fingers rubbed along the outside of her lips, pressing lightly against them as I did so. I couldn’t help it – she was beautiful and I was male, after all. was she having second thoughts? I decided I had pushed my luck
