Clasping my hand against her she feels like she is about to purr. xnx Completely without any expectation of rebuke I slide my right hand inside her coat, no more than two or three buttons down. I like to look at people and especially women waiting for someone to sit in the carriage with whom I can turn my thoughts into fantasy for the short amount of time that my train journey takes. I like to look at people and especially women waiting for someone to sit in the carriage with whom I can turn my thoughts into fantasy for the short amount of time that my train journey takes. Her round bottom encased only in a tight skirt is suddenly crushed up against my upper thighs as the mane of her hair all but seals my nasal orifices. Her coat like all the other passengers
