Tom has been in Edinburgh for a business confluence. A prissy summertime day had been forecast, so he is dressed in ecru chinos, brownness brogues, a white open colouring material shirt and racy blazer. With his tanned peel, he looks quite the urban center dapper.

His meeting overran and so he is now on the last railroad train back to Leeds in Yorkshire that is just leaving the station 9.30pm. There are not many passengers getting on the train so he chooses a group of 4 rump with a table, sits in the aisle hind end with his back to the direction of travel, puts his bag on the windowpane seat side by side to him and hopes nobody decides to join him.

After a long day and with a two and half hour journeying ahead, he decides to have a snooze. He leaves his just the ticket on the table in front of him in example the Guard should come to chink them.

After an time of day or so, he wakes and is relieved to see that no one chose to sit at his mesa. He looks out of the window but it is sales pitch black outside so the window acts as a mirror.

Immediately he sees the reflection of a beautiful Whitney Young girlfriend. She is sat diagonally opposition him in the group of four seats across the aisle from him. She is also alone. He turns to look at her across the train to see that she is looking at him, so he smiles and she smiles back.

A little hinder, he returns to looking out the window and the musing of her. By the time he does so, the lady friend has unfastened the top three push of her blouse. She is looking straight at his reflection as she slides her left hand into the top of the blouse and starts to rub her right breast.

It is unmanageable to recount how old she is, but she looks too matured to be wearing what appears to be a schooling uniform.

It is also hard to tell how tall she as she is seated but Tom reckons she must be around 5 8. She is lose weight and has her long light-haired hair pinned up. The blouse is quite liberal fitting, but from the glimpses he is getting of her tits and bra as she fondles herself, he reckons she is at least a 36C. One thing is for sure, she is a stunner !

They continue to stare at each early's reflection and she continues to stroke her breasts such that only he can see, Tom's hammer is now tenting in his pants.

As the train approaches Berwick on white it looks all the passengers in the carriage are collecting up their belonging to leave the power train. To Tom's disappointment it looks like the miss is too. And indeed, as the train pulls into the station, she joins the queue to forget by the room access behind him

Tom can now see that she is wearing a very short, pleated blueing and park tartan skirt, a distich of pure Andrew Dickson White, knee length, white cotton socks and reasonable, US Navy blue shoes, with a small blackguard, to go with the navy schoolhouse sport coat and white blouse.

The caravan jerks to a stop as she is passing his behind and she pretends to slip up and fall. As she does so she places the palm tree of her left hand in his lap to part her ‘ fall ’, right on his self-conceited cock.

"So sorry !"she proffers as she squeezes his manhood. And then she is gone.

Or so Tom thought !

As the geartrain leaves the station the girl suddenly re-appears from behind him.

"expression like we are the only left in the carriage now, mind if I join you ?"She asks. But before he can answer she brushes past him, plonks herself in the behind reverse and throws her backbone on the window seat next to her.

Immediately Tom notices that the next push down on her blouse has been sunk and from the flashes of bare bosom he was getting, as she starts to take off her sport jacket, it was obvious that she had removed that white bra."What is this little vixen up to ?"He muses.

Once she has taken off her blazers she stands up and reaches to grade it on the command overhead luggage rack, above where Tom is sitting, out of the way. As she does so, her very curtly skirt rises up and Tom is certain he catches a coup d'oeil of a shaven teenage pussy. `` She 's not wearing any bloomers ! ''

Once sorted she sits down and once again slips a hand, inside her blouse and resumes fondling her pert pap. As she does so, Tom catches sight of an vertical nipple.

'' Is your cock still as hard as it was a few minutes ago mister ? '' She asks, looking at the swelling in the social movement of his chinos.

Tom just responds with a big grin.

'' Why not show me then ?"She asks nicely. `` It might make you feel a bit more comfortable. ''

"What if person should come ? He asks.

"Was that pun intended ?"She smiling, and Tom goes red.

"No, I mean what if mortal comes into the carriage.

"I doubt that. No one got on at the last station so the sentry duty won't be coming to mark tag. I bet there is hardly any one else left on this gearing now.

So Tom unzips his flies, slides his manus inside and pulls out his cock which is only semi hard due to being constrained in his drawers

'' Oh My God ! It 's huge and it is not fully severely. '' She screeches. `` It 's so much recollective than my boyfriends. It must be at to the lowest degree 10 inches ! And such a big shtup girth. It reminds me of Danny's D's cock."Says the girl"I ca n't waitress to tell apart my guy l have had a have it off sawhorse cock in my tight little cunt. ``

'' Who said I am going fuck you ? ``

'' fountainhead do n't you want to get you hands on these ? '' She asks, pulling open the top of blouse to show of her gorgeous, 36C pinko tit and the dark coloured put up nipples. `` And do n't you want a art object of this ? '' She asks using one hand to seize the hem of her skirt up and the other to slip a farseeing, thin fingerbreadth along the length of her perfect tense shaped labia ; the black painted nail wing contrasting with her pinkness.

She looks at Tom now and he looks back at her as he wraps a hand around the midsection of his dick and starts to stroke it. As he does so, he imagines the sight of her slit from behind and splitting the perfect peach shape with his big thick cock.

'' So do you want to get it on me Mr ? She asks, her countersign breaking his daydream. `` Are you going to make a Thomas Young fille cum ? '' She asks extending her foot under the table and placing in his groin.

'' Where do you suggest we do that ? ''

'' Why not here ? I can perch on the sharpness of the table and you stand in front, that way you will be able to prevent a look out both ways down the train just in shell someone should be on the motion. Take you jacket off but keep your pants around your articulatio talocruralis so if anybody does come this way it won't take us long to regroup."cum on, let's give a go shall we."She suggests, rising from her seat and lifting the hem of her wench she tucks it into the girdle forepart and back.

Tom can now see her pie-eyed niggling ass and he cute shaved pussy. He doesn't need to stroke his cock any longer ; it is rock candy hard and throbbing at the intellection of coupling with this nubile vixen.

Now he stands up and relocation round in straw man of his target area. As she perches that cunning little ass on the edge of the table, she reaches up and removes the pins from her blonde hairsbreadth so it spills down on to her berm. She then places her workforce on the board to her position to provide stability ; he pushes his chinos and boxers down so they slide around his ankles.

"Are you sure you want some of this ?"he asks menacingly, taking hold of his shaft in the centre and pulling the foreskin back to reveal the huge, bulbous head.

"You bet."She answers as she slides a fingerbreadth along her moist labia.

He moves forward, full of lust for this wanton little witch. He stands between her outstretched legs and slaps the big cockhead down on her bulging clitoris. She groans as pleasure surges through her turn down abdomen, so he does it again and again and again, receiving a low moan as requital each time.

Now he presses the tip onto her clitoris and slowly slides it down between her labia lip, pushing slightly forward from the articulatio coxae. As soon as he feels a bit of springiness, he pushes from the hips forcing the psyche and a short length of his thick, equine cock into her kitty-cat. She flinches and squeals. Her chute is very mingy, despite it being very wet.

"Try again."She commands, taking her aright deal off the mesa and sliding it between her thighs to rub her clit in the Hope it will juice up her pussy even more.

As ordered, Tom withdraws slightly before thrusting forward again and sliding another brace of inches of scape into her.

"Jeez, it is big."She curses."But observe going Mr. !"

So Tom does, repeating the motions again and again, slowly easing his distance into her whilst constantly checking that the coast remains clear.

Eventually, with the help of her excited attending to her clit and with his persistence, she has nearly taken it all ; just a couple of inches remain. And her aid to her clit has taken to the edge of her first sexual climax of the even. Her straits is back and she is stiffening as her fingers fly back and forth of her trick push button until suddenly she starts to shake as she cums, hard !

This is Tom's signal. He pulls back before thrusting grueling, sending his ray of light in up to the hilt and his Ball slap against her irreverent little ass. The girl goes wild. He holds it inscrutable inside for a second and clenches his buttocks making his cock swell even bigger, deep inside her.

The daughter, overwhelmed by her sexual climax, lies back on the table, lifting her pegleg up from the story. Tom slides his hands under her genu and enclose his limb around her thighs. He then pulls her toward him, so her ass now overhangs the edge of the table. Now he can go to work.

keeping her steady he starts to fuck her blotto immature pussy bass. Slow at number 1 whilst her twat gets even juicier so she will contend better with the girth of his horsey member.

She moans and writhes as he gives her length after duration, each time his big labored lump slapping against her gorgeous circular ass on the up stroke.

He is picking up his pace now, slamming separatrix after stroke deep in to the young young lady and she is loving it !

He is desperate to get his hired hand on her gorgeous titty that spread across her chest and suck her longsighted nipples but he needs to hold her I home as he thrusts into her meter and again.

Suddenly he remembers the motivation to retain an eye out for the sentry duty. As he looks to his left he sees a female number the other side of the carriage door watching the two of them fuck.

The dim lightness makes it difficult to make her out at first but as he focuses makes out that it is a very smartly dressed honest-to-god woman. She has the waist of her trousers open and a script stuffed inside her knickers rubbing her pussy. They exchange smiles. Tom didn't cerebrate his evening good get any easily, but it just did ! !

Tom beckons her to join them and next she is walking through the threshold towards them.

As she gets close Tom can see that she is a very classy 30 something in a smutty couturier trouser causa, with a Edward White blouse and black stiletto heals. She is a good 5 8 in her shoes, long dark whisker tied up and slim down with tenacious legs. She is also wearing black-rimmed looking glass. Quite the studios case !

"You two have got me so horny ! And you are gorgeous."She says to the new girl in an American language accent, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek."How does that strut finger ?"

"Fucking big !"The girl reply as Tom continues to stroke it into her. The woman laughs and moves to sit in the seat on the antonym incline of the aisle to the rutting pair.

"psyche if I watch ?"Asks the fair sex, as she reclines in the bottom and slides her hand back between her branch

"Be our node Tom response. The girl is too distracted to answer.

Tom is in entire flow now, his big thick hammer pistoning in and out the vernal little girl chute whilst she rubs her clit.

Then"Aghhh !"she squeals as her world-class climax surges from between her thighs. Her whole consistence stiffens then milk shake and her head rocks from side to side as she cums."Fuck."She cries, as the girth of Tom's equid cock continues to turn on her G-Spot with each virgule and her hug drug continues

And Tom is close too !

To his side, Tom can see that the woman is also getting close to the edge as she rubs her clit vigorously.

"Do I need to get out out ?"He asks the girl.

"No, it is safe ! She bleats."Fill my young pussy full moon with your cream mister."

So, with his next retentive duration into her slide her jet his first load deep inside the miss. He holds it there for a second or so the clout back before thrusting into her with his second load, then his third, then his 4th and finally he empties his clod into her.

Now, with his longsighted hammer still buried bass inside her, he uses his munition around her thighs to push her ass back onto the mesa. He then pulls his arms from under her stifle and reaches out to grab those gorgeous tits as he leans over to kiss her. Their back talk sports meeting and their lingua wrestle as he fondles her boob and scratch her nipples.

Then he stands up and slowly slip his pecker out of the young, still tight but miry pussy. As it reluctantly leaves her slideway, ten inches bounce up in nominal head of him as hard as ever. And his creams oozes from between the miss swollen slit lips.

"Hey, you a still hard !"The American cleaning lady gasps as she recovers from her orgasm. She rises from her seat and manoeuvres herself between Tom and the missy. As she does so she is pushing her pant and knickerbockers down until they slide down her slender, stockinged to reveal a very trim ass and a bootleg lace brace belt.

"You can fuck me now while eat out this vernal beauty."She commands, placing her work force either slope of the lady friend hips and whilst dropping her header to take the girls clit between her chopper Andrew Dickson White teeth.

Tom can't believe his luck. After what had been a rather motherfucker day is has just fucked a gorgeous young vixen and now has the chance to take a very fuckable MILF from behind !

So, whilst checking for the Guard, he moves in behind the American woman taking his still throbbing turncock in mitt. As the cleaning woman is slurping on the creampie he has just left in the youngster, he bends at the knee, pulls the foreskin back and aims the head at her pussy. It is a perfect peach of a slit too ; no spare pelt, just ripe pussycat lips that are dripping with her juice as she has just been playing with herself.

As his cockhead touches her labia, he slides it up and down slowly trough he feels where he needs to be and then he thrusts from the hips. The head and three or four in slide up her unworthy chute easily.

"Oh yes, it is fucking big."she moans, stopping her plan of attack on the girls pussy for a second.

With his tool lodged in her pussy he can stand up now and he sees no motive to take it easy this time. So he pulls out slightly before thrusting again, sliding two 3rd of the thick scape into her. She moans her appreciation as she continues to suck on the girl's twat. His next drive takes him up to the hilt. He holds it there for a second or so whilst he watches the impact of the woman's efforts on the girl as she starts to cum again.

"Fuck, yes, that is big !"she blurts out from between the girls second joint, agreeing with the untested girls de***********ion.

Tom is in now, so he takes a hold of the adult female's slender hips and starts to shaft her with foresightful steady strokes, each one taking him ball deep. Her ass shiver with every deep length and she moans.

Whilst she is not as pie-eyed as the girl, her pussy still has a honorable grip on his prick, but she is better able to cope with his length and girth, so is already able to cheat her at a good pace.

As the girl's orgasm subsides the woman rises up to focus on her own pleasure. In this position, with her leaning forward with her handwriting on the table and Tom driving into her, his big hammer is catching her G-Spot with each upward duration. So with rate he is stroking it into, Tom can sense that she will be coming soon. Then,

"Shit, the Guard is coming up the caravan !"He blurts.

topsy-turvydom ensues as they quickly try to get together themselves, tighten up their wear and get back in their seats.

And they just about make it as the Guard enters via the carriage door toward the book binding of the railroad train and heads toward them.

"Hi there."He calls out as he approaches."All alright ?"He asks but doesn't wait for a reply."I reckon you are the only I left on the train."He adds as he heads to see the device driver."We will be in Leeds in about 20 mo so suggest you start to gather up your things, ready to get off. You don't want to end up in the sidings over night do you ?"he quips. And then he is gone.

"diddly-squat, that was close !"says Tom.

"And really frustrating !"says the woman who has just ben denied an orgasm."I had totally lost cut of time. Good job he came else we might still have been fucking when we rolled into the station.

"A lucky escape cock, of sorts !"says Tom.

"What are you up to when we get into Leeds ? The American asks.

"Well I need to receive a hotel for the rest of the night."Says the missy."I was supposed to get to London this eve but got delayed and missed the lowest string, so I could only get to Leeds. I will deliver to catch the railroad train to capital of the United Kingdom in the sunrise, now !"

"wellspring, I need to hotel too, as I have no where else to ride out these next couple of dark. Maybe we could share ?"He suggests to the girl.

"Look, I have a big penthouse in a growing in the centre of town. Why don't you both come and spend the night with me and we can finish what we started !"

"Sounds like a plan.'Tom replies and the girl nods her head.

"Great. Sorted. Let me go and get my bag and I will come back to collect you,"She says as she heads of back down the train.

And by the fourth dimension she returns, the gear is just pulling into Leeds .