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Late night subway ride
Late night subway ride
Sitting on the subway late at night I saw a view that shocked my eyes, sitting across from me was a Goddess, in a skirt showing off her curvy thighs
My eyes were fixed upon them, then to my shock I realised that I'd been seen, she smiled and moved her skirt up higher she was a flirty queen
Then she slowly spread her legs, I could see she was panties free, she had a smoothly shaved pussy and she was now showing it to me
Now I was mesmerized by her pussy I was now totally hypnotised, she then put her fingers on her lips and spread her petals wide
I could see the pinkness of her rose, she had moisture on her clit, she ran her fingers over the juice then took a taste of it
We were on the late night train, I couldn't believe my luck, she dipped her fingers in herself again and offered me a suck
I reached out and took her hand, I lingered and when i sucked them i took my time, her nectar tasted like heaven I was love drunk on her wine
The train finally came to her stop she just got up and walked away, I wonder if we would ever meet again, I guess I can only pray
Ron
Sitting on the subway late at night I saw a view that shocked my eyes, sitting across from me was a Goddess, in a skirt showing off her curvy thighs
My eyes were fixed upon them, then to my shock I realised that I'd been seen, she smiled and moved her skirt up higher she was a flirty queen
Then she slowly spread her legs, I could see she was panties free, she had a smoothly shaved pussy and she was now showing it to me
Now I was mesmerized by her pussy I was now totally hypnotised, she then put her fingers on her lips and spread her petals wide
I could see the pinkness of her rose, she had moisture on her clit, she ran her fingers over the juice then took a taste of it
We were on the late night train, I couldn't believe my luck, she dipped her fingers in herself again and offered me a suck
I reached out and took her hand, I lingered and when i sucked them i took my time, her nectar tasted like heaven I was love drunk on her wine
The train finally came to her stop she just got up and walked away, I wonder if we would ever meet again, I guess I can only pray
Ron
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