00 pm. The train was packed with very less space to keep the feet. I got some place in centre of the coach. I was standing and after few moments a lad... came and stood in front of me. She was around 28/30 years very fair and fit. Looking very hot with slim figure and round mango sized boobs wearing yellow coloured saree. She was wearing mangal sutra and that made me clear that she is married. I then too was staring at her and she too was noticing but ignored me and everyone in the coach would. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His. His face was grey except for the tip of his nose, which was white with the telltale sign of frostbite. He was very thin and his blue cyanosed lips were drawn back to reveal strong white teeth though his gums were raw and bleeding. She stooped and pulled his wasted frame upright. She was strong, used to hard work, and the man’s emaciated state made it easy for her to lift him onto her back and carry him back to her hut. Once inside she stripped off the tattered uniform he wore and wrapped him. I could tell he enjoyed that move because he let out a deep-throated groan that didn't seem to end. I soothed my hands down his legs, then grabbed the bottom of his feet to anchor myself. I continued to pump myself on his dick, riding him harder than earlier. Soon my bed was making creaks, and my headboard was slamming into the wall. Kevin's hands slammed into my hips, clutching them tightly as he forced me onto him harder. "Ooh baby, you're sweet pussy is so fucking tight. Don't you dare.
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Then, pressing her breasts into the wall, I pulled her hips away from it, and eased myself back inside her, telling her that, “You’re right about
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