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As I lay back, I must have dozed off as I woke up when the train hit a bump and found I had shuffled down and my skirt had riden up. My black blouse stretched tightly across my large breasts in my lacy pink bra, the edge showing at the cleavage in a mildly obscene way. The sight of myself brought the heat back to my pussy and I realised that with hours to go, I could easily take care of the problem and enjoy the rest of my journey thinking about it.As I tipped back my head and thought about how delicious it would be to get out my vibe and run it over my swollen clit, a gentle cough brought me to my senses. Opening my eyes, my across the aisle neighbour was studying his I pad a little too intensely. I got up to bring down my bag from the overhead shelf, using this opportunity to peek at what held his attention. On the screen, two naked ladies were writhing against one another. I stared for a moment, captivated by the image, then slid back into my seat, my heart pounding a little. You stepped back, giving me space to step out of the soaking wet, clinging pants legs. You were a vision, your long curly golden hair lying flat where the rain had pasted it to your skin. Your fair skin looked as it never saw the sun. Your blue eyes nearly lit up in the dark of the storm. You drew near again, turned your back to me as before, and settled into the shelter of my arms, to watch the sea. The storm surge hurled massive waves towards the beach, but none managed to reach us with more than an ankle’s deep ebb. Lightning flashed all around, illuminating our encounter with brilliant flashes of its electric blue. The wind drove into us, between us, and through us with tremendous force, but didn’t move us. We simply swayed with it, danced to it, with you holding my hands to your breasts and massaging my naked arousal with your silky skin. ‘It is time,’ you said. As you knelt before me, you gently guided me to kneel as well. You touched my lips with yours, and gently opened.
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