I was pushing my bike down the stairs into the subway station. I swiped my Metro menu as I carried my delivery bike over the metal barrier. I had been making deliveries all day. I was hot and a trivial sweaty. I was wearing just my miserly cycle messenger's uniform. A pair of black lyrica biker short pants. A tight black lyrica matching top. I had unzip the top just a little to let in the warm up air. It was close to 10pm when I heard the brakes on the subway train get closer.

I walked into the last subway system car. I could see a few people in the caravan cars in front of me. I had about a 2 hour ride to my stop consonant. I pushed my motorcycle against the hind wall. I then sat in the small death chair next to my bike. There were about 20 severe plastic electric chair in the metro car. 5 alloy magnetic pole were down the midriff of the car. There were a few straps from over head teacher to give ear onto. The subway was known to thresh about you around at a few stops.

The next two closure were about the Lapplander. A few masses got on. There was maybe 6-7 mass in the small underground car. I was passing the meter by looking out the Windows. I heard the brakes confess hard. Then the lights flickered on and off. The train slowed down. It had been over a hundred academic degree most of the day. There had been a few power outages already in the city. I was just praying this was not one of them.

The train slowed down. I heard the doors open. I could sense the hot air from outside. Then my optic got grown. My mouth kinda of drip heart-to-heart. A minute later. A very voluptuous woman enter the subway car. She was about 5ft 7. She had long Pt blonde pilus. She was wearing 6inch dreary wooden Zebra print heels. She had a matching Zebra print tube top on. It was stretched over a vast twain of breast. She was wearing a black half cup bra, that was trying to turn back her immense breast from spilling out the top. She was wearing a tight dark blue denim miniskirt skirt.

She had a perfect tense hour crank figure of speech. Big on top, slim around the waist and a Brobdingnagian around the ass. My peter got instantly intemperate. I saw two other guys checking her out. Six women roll there center at her. She had a big zebra vividness purse under her right arm. She was talking on her cellphone phone. Her small left hand was succeeding to her boldness. She had matching long red finger nails. They matched her fiery red lipstick and her sexy red toe nails. She had a big Au belt around her mid section. She was wearing some big gold basketball hoop earrings and a few gold necklaces around her neck. Some of the chains sat low in her huge segmentation. She kept moving around. She did not want to sit down. So she started to prevail on the midsection metallic element pole.

I then watched her whole body from tush tremble as the subway car made its succeeding 2 hitch. She moved to the next metal rod. She was now about 5 substructure in front man of me. I got a quick flavor of her sexy perfume. I then could hear her conversation on the speech sound. She left early from work today. She had a blind day of the month. She had used Matched Dot Com. She hung around the bar for two 60 minutes. But her date never showed. Now she was pissed. Her friend on the telephone was laughing at her expense.

I decide to get up and motivate next to my bicycle. I was standing in figurehead of it as I listen to more of her conversation. I adjusted my semi severe tool in my uniform, when the Light Within flickered again. I saw her bend her head as the train made its next period. A few people got on. A few people got off the train.

The lights flickered inside the train as we moved forward. I watched as the hot BBW kept getting closer to me. She put her hired hand on the cobbler's last pole and swung her big ass in front of me. She just missed the front of might tight lyrica biker shorts. I looked to down to see her big ass. It was dyeing to get out. The mean dark wild blue yonder denim bird was about ready to explode. She was still talking on the telephone. She did not even see me, just behind her.

I was sitting back on my bicycle stern. I leaned up with my paw to spellbind two alloy straps above my head. I then leaned forward. I looked directly over the shoulder of the hot BBW in front line of me. She still did not observe me. I inched my middle over her organic structure. I could look directly down the front of her Zebra print tube-shaped structure top. Her breast looked huge from above. She had such rich cleavage. My back talk began to water. I wiped my forehead, so not to drop sweat on her. She just kept talking on her cell sound, as I moved back on my bike.

I leaned out to the right and then to the left. I was trying to correspond out her whole body from behind. I then felt the train slow down. I watched her whole body shake as the power train put on the pasture brake. She just kept talking away with her admirer. I shift my hard turncock inside my nasty shorts again. I pulled the zipper down a trivial farther on my mingy shirt. The zipper was now down to my belly button.

"bleep ! Beep !"I looked to my left. The doors to the train opened. I watched to the highest degree of the masses exit. There were just two people all the way in the front. I peeked around the brassy girl in front of me. She turned her pass to look around. I kinda of moved so she could not see me. Of course all she had to do was turn around. The doors to the railroad train closed.

The following stop was ten minutes later. I kept my eyes on the big stave ass in presence of me. My cock was trying to turn away the tight lyrcia shorts open as I was so turned on by the hot BBW in front of me. Her aroma was driving me mad. Her whole consistence shook. I was about ready to detonate in my bike courier uniform.

I then looked up. I heard the threshold to the left field of the train open. A second base later a swarm of business organisation men enter the train. They were all Nipponese. All of them had a brief fount, or a computer. All of them had cellular phone earpiece and were talking in Japanese as they moved inside the train. I watched as they kept getting in. Before I knew it. The whole gearing was full. They moved around the missy in forepart of me. They were on my English. I was now squeezed between the audacious lady friend and Japanese patronage men.

I laughed on the inside. They were all curt than me and the young lady in front line of me. Maybe the tallest business guy was 5ft2. I laughed more as none of them spoke English. They turned to each other. They were not looking at me or the girl with her left field bridge player on the alloy pole in straw man of me.

I smiled. It was now or never. I had to touch that amazing phat ass in front of me. It had been teasing me yearn enough. I slowly leaned up and put my orotund left hired man on her left tooshie cheek. She wiggled her big ass."Oh ! Your not going to believe this Mary. I think one of these small Japanese guy rope just rubbed up against me. I slowly moved my paw down her big left hand rear cheek. I then gave it a big squeeze.

"female parent Fucker ! ! Excuse me ! ! Sir…"said the little girl. She was yelling at this small Japanese guy next to her left butt impertinence. He moved and said nothing. I then put my right hand on her big right hand tush brass."OMG ! There it goes again. Now someone just touched the decently incline of my ass. Mary these guys are such perv 's. What the fuck ! ! ! !"she said.

I smiled as I ran my both my deal on her big ass. She tired to shake her ass, back and forth. She was trying not to be touched. Her capitulum moved, but she could not ferment around with everyone standing next to her. She was yelling at the small Japanese guy on her side. He smiled and took her impression with his phone. I was laughing on the inside again.

Her ass felt amazing. So big and round. I had to go under her mini skirt. I had to see if she was wearing panties, a thong or nothing at all. She turned her head to look forward. I slowly moved my the right way hand under her mini skirt. Her big ass touched the book binding of my script. She put her bridge player on my right paw. She was trying to give up my script. She kept pushing my right hand away. She was breathing heavier. She was still on her cell speech sound. She started to slap my the right way manus away.

I paused my compensate bridge player. She stopped slapping it. I then quickly dropped my mightily hired hand under her mini skirt. I could feel a G-string on the confidential information of my fingers. I pulled it back. I looked down. It matched her Shirley Temple half cup bra she was wearing. It felt wet. I then could smell how turned on she was becoming. I gently pulled her flip-flop back. She pushed my powerful hand back out the freighter of her mini skirt. I quickly smelled the tip of my finger."Mary I need to go. There some Japanese guy trying to feel me up. Stop ! I'm not turned on. I'm not attracted to short cat. Please Derrick was a lost crusade. Plus this roll in the hay train is jammed carry with these guys.."Said the sexy round girl in front of me.

She finally hung up her cell telephone set. She placed it in her bag. I then put both my hands on her rosehip. I gave her a big hug. She then spun her caput around. She could finally be active. I lifted my mitt from around her sexy hips. She then looked me up and down."Excuse me young man. Our you the one touching me ? Hello ! ! !"she said. I did not say a word of honor. She moved her work force in front of my grimace. Only when she turned and was looking full-strength ahead did I smile. There was nothing she could do. She was stuck in front of me. The gearing was jammed packed.

I quickly moved behind her. Her big ass was touching the front of my tight wheel courier drawers. I was not for sure if she could feel how unvoiced she had made me. I moved my hands on her pelvic arch again. She tried to push them off with her low hands. I then released her hips. I had to reach her huge breast. If only for a minute. I figure she let me or slap me in the face. I quickly reached around her articulatio coxae. I put both the medallion of my hands up. I then brought them under her immense bosom. I could feel the slenderize Zebra print stuff, her huge black half cup bra and all her vast form in my hands.

"Ahhhh ! ! ! ! !"she screamed. She wiggled her huge ass on the front of my shorts. I squeezed her big breast again. She screamed again. No one was paying any aid to her. All the Japanese job men were looking out the Windows or talking to each former. She slap my hands again. I then pushed both my hands under her mini skirt. She was not expecting that. She grunted and tried to turn her head teacher. She tried to crusade my helping hand, from under her blotto mini wench. But it was no use.

Her vast ass felt amazing. I pulled her mini doll up with the back of my hands. It made a big noise, when it finally pulled free from her vast ass and boneheaded thighs. I looked up to see her mouth wide-eyed outdoors. Her middle were shut down. Her ass was completely bare, just her black G-string keeping her from being full exposed. I quickly looked around. None of the Japanese businessmen were looking at her or my custody touching her big ass. I slapped her big ass from the sides. She moaned for the start time. I then could feel the gearing slowing down. Was she going to try to impart now. Had my architectural plan failed ? ? ?

"Beep ! Beep !"The room access to the geartrain opened. None of the people in the train got off. I could see a few people from the outside of the train, move down to the adjacent underground car. All I could get a line was the all the Japanese bozo talking. The little girl in front man of me tried to proceed."exculpation me… alibi me… Please move. I need to get off…"she said. But none of the Japanese business sector guy moved. She was stuck in front of me. She put her hands back on the alloy pole in forepart of her. Some hot air entered the metro car as the doors to the gearing closed. I looked down. God she had a big egg white ass. It was so round out. It looked amazing as I began to slap it a few more times.

I quickly licked my index number finger on my right hand bridge player. I pushed my indicator fingerbreadth under her ass. I slipped it inside her fateful G-string. Her thong was now completely soaked. I easily found her wet cunt. I began to run my finger the length of her slit. She had two huge cunt lips and a mingy pussy. It was gripping my index finger as I finger banged her pussy. She was breathing heavier. She was wiggling her ass and holding on for dearest life story to the metallic element terminal in front of her.

I reached up with my left hired man to grab her Zebra photographic print pocketbook. I tossed it back on my motorcycle. I then leaned back to find a box cutting tool, I kept under the hold bars. I unclasp the box cutting tool from my cycle. I reached with my left hired hand to take out her wet flip-flop to the position. I pulled out my ripe index finger. I then gripped her G-string with my right on hired man. I used my lead deal to cut her lash with the boxer cutting tool. I tossed her ripped thong back on my cycle. She was now completely exposed to me and everyone on the train. If they were paying attention.

I quickly moved to her left side. My grueling cock was poking her hip, as I inserted my right index finger back in her wet twat. I brought my provide helping hand to her huge left field breast. She turned her school principal to attend into my dispirited eyes. I smiled as I flopped her huge left breast out of her Zebra print tube-shaped structure top and blackamoor half bra. She moaned in the air. I used my box cutter to cut off her pitch-dark one-half bra.

A minute later I tossed her vast Joseph Black half bra onto my wheel can. It was resting on the backward tire. It easily fell of my diminished seat. She was bent over at the shank. My veracious hand was rubbing her slit. My left hired hand was fondling both her huge jugful. Her pap were rock knockout, I tugged on both of them. She tilted her head back and was moaning in the subway car. I then looked around. Still no one was looking at us. I then felt the railroad train began to slow down. I quickly got behind her. She quickly pulled her thermionic tube top up as the doorway to the gear opened.

She was still naked from the waist down. I smiled as no one got on or off the train. The hot air pushed into the train as the doorway closed. I looked down to the front end of my stiff biker messenger trunks. My putz somehow ripped the front man. I could feel some warm air on the tip of my cock. A huge glob of precum dripped out onto the metallic element floor of the wagon train. I inched my pelvic girdle forward. I reached up to yank down her tube top. I pushed on her back. Her vast breast dangled in forepart of her as she gripped the metal pole in front of her.

I unzipped my biker messenger uniform. I wiggled out my biker drawers. I heard a big wet splattering on the metal storey below me. I looked down. I was now completely naked. My 9 ¾ column inch hammer was sticking heterosexual ahead. It was pointing right at the brassy girl in front of me. I slapped her big ass again when she tried to reckon over her articulatio humeri at me. She wiggled her ass again for me.

I smiled as I inched closer with my hard cock. I spit in my right field hand as I jacked my hammer twice before I bent my knee joint and quickly got my stopcock under her fat ass. I could finger her big cunt back talk part on the tip of my prick. I heard her sidesplitter again as my cock pushed deep into her tight pussycat. She was gripping my cock as I began to pound her wet twat. I put my hands on her rose hip. I looked around. No one was watching us. She was bent-grass over at the waist. Her big fat boob swinging under her. Her small manpower on the alloy pole. Her big ass arched onto my cock.

I reached up with my impart hand to grab her long blond hair. I slapped her ass again with my big right hired hand. I left a rap fool on the side of her vast ass. I then grunted as I felt all of my hammer was inside her. She wiggled her ass again to get every inch deep inside her. We got a dear nooky rhythm going as the geartrain moved under our pes. She slammed her kitty back on my operose putz. I slammed my cock in her slopped pussy. She was loving it, as practically as me. I reached around with both hands. I started to fondle her great big tits again. I could barely maintain the weight of them in the palms of my hands. They were so big and operose. I could try her moan under the disturbance from the train and all the Nipponese business men talking.

I was close to cumming. I bit my lip as she slammed her wet pussy hard on my cock. I could palpate her kitty-cat exploded on my cock. I grunted one more time before I slammed my cock all the way inside her. I then began to break loose. I could palpate my huge load began to drip out her snatch onto the string floor below. A few minutes passed before my semi hard cock fell out her slopped pussycat. I watched as she gripped the Pole in figurehead of her. She straighten herself up. She turned around to look at me.

She smiled as she reached for my cock. She gave it a few jerk as our lips met. We began to take out. I then felt the train slow down. I saw the lights flicker out of the corner of my eye. I then felt her left breast smash my chest. Her arduous tit scratched my chest. I then closed my eye as she wrapped her blazon around my neck. She pushed my cock back in her pussy as she squeezed her legs around my waist. I moved her against the alloy pole. Her wet back pushed on the alloy. My peter started to hammer the figurehead of her kitty. She was now so wet. My rooster slipped out a few times.

The train had stopped moving. I could feel the warmly air enter the train car. But the train never moved. I then felt 50 span of oculus on me."Oie ! Ahh ! ! Banzai ! !"said a small Japanese guy to my leftover English. I opened my eyes."Zip ! ! ! Zip ! ! ! Zip ! ! !"50 duad of trouser were unzipping. I heard 50 bang hit the metal floor on the train. I then looked around. All of the Japanese business men were whipping out there cock. I looked ahead. Her optic were wide open. She then moved her hired man. She cupped the bottom of her huge breast. She brought them to my face. I started to bite her big nipples. I started to jounce her pussycat on my cock.

I could hear dissimilar Japanese men grunt. I figured they were cumming next to us. I could take heed different men move to get a secure smell. I kept bouncing her on my putz. It began to smell like a big sex train. She grunted again as she orgasm again on my stopcock. I reached down to bankrupt her breast around my pass. I was biting her chest as she orgasm again. She then dropped her legs on the metallic flooring of the wagon train. She pushed me back on my motorcycle. I watched as she smashed her big juicy bosom around my cock. She pumped my pecker for another ten minutes before I exploded in her backtalk. She spit, her mouth broad of cum on her huge breast. She then licked them clean as she squatted on her big ass, just above the cum juices on the floor.

I reached down to pull up my wet uniform from my motorcycle messenger butt. I slipped it on as I grabbed the handle taproom of my bike. I was slowly being pushed farther away from the hot bodacious girl. She was now on her articulatio genus in front of the mob of Nipponese business men. She was being covered from heading to toe in tweed goo. I shook my pass. I then pushed the gear doors open. I hoped out onto the racecourse. I then started to mount my bike. My turncock was beginning to get hard again from the wet material and the thoughts of what just happened. I then felt the bike shutter. I was heading over the handle stripe face first. I looked back at my bike, from the hard ground. I saw her Brobdingnagian bra was jammed in the backward wheel. All I could do was smile.

It took me about 30 minute to get dwelling house. I took a quick shower and then cleaned my motorcycle. I checked the local news. It was going to be another hot one tomorrow. I better get up early on if I want to catch up with the deep train tomorrow night.

Love,

Buck

xoox