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And started to masturbate , pinching my nipple. As the train started to move , moved one of my hand beneath her skirt .and started to feel her inner thigh. That would suck. My legs tensed as orgasm was building up . My lips dried. He took the clue and started feeling my breasts. ” Don’t do that ben , its sweaty”
It smelt like sweat mixed with wine. I started playing with my now very erect nipple, cold and arousal making all giving me goosebumps. I looked at him , Our eyes met . I started playing with my self. But nothing changed really. But I was also looking back as if I was expecting her to come with me.
