I just smiled back, politely trying not to seem put-out. Xnxx I say the ‘wrong way’ because the corridors are so narrow that there are notices telling you which end of the car to get on. He was a good few inches taller than me and I was pinned against the wall of the compartment, his hands now on my waist and our mouths and tongues still locked together. Then the bike…….. Now, I’m a sucker for an accent, that’s my trouble. Was this his invitation or just an innocent remark and a polite dismissal? He quickly threw off his sweater, revealing a close-fitting, stylish grey and white V-neck T-shirt; the sort cut-away at the arms to accentuate the shape of his chest. cycling shorts……. He liked that! As he squeezed past, I could now see his face up close; close enough to see the pores
