The door opens
I step through in a swift motion
Already there is an insistent bulge in my pants.
She is there waiting for me.
My dick leads me to stand behind her
Jesus.
Her behind.
I graze my hand softly
imperceptibly
across the soft mound of her supple ass
I love it when she wears these jeans.
I breathe quietly
hotly
onto her exposed neck
Her hair smells like almonds
(is that a hint of vanilla?)
I ease my dick out of my pants.
She does the rest.
The slow, dreamy grind
of her tight ass
makes quick work of me.
I have no willpower.
I come in strong spurts,
that land,
gracefully as doves,
noiselessly on her back.
She won't know there's a huge jizz stain on her jacket until somebody at work points it out.
God I love this train at rush hour.
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