He asked me if I cared that he was a married man, but my hand holding his hard budging cock said otherwise. He had a wife, he couldn’t do this, as I traced the tip of my tongue along the underside of his penis. He was a loyal husband…who had his mammoth cock inside another woman’s mouth…

His ring meant nothing to me. Mr. Goody-two shoes Lawyer from Brooklyn. I sat next across from him on a busy train.  I caught him staring at my frame throughout our hour commute. I wore a low cut V-neck t-shirt that hugged my breasts the right way. Panties? None were found under my skirt that inched above my knees. Mr. Lawyer wore the same attire every day—a three piece suit, and polished shoes.

As the hour wore on, fewer and fewer passengers remained on our carriage. I caught his eye when I casually lifted my skirt to reveal my wet pussy. I took my other hand, and started touching myself. He first looked shocked, and turned away, but I could tell that he was enjoying the little show that I was putting on.

He began to man-spread in his seat. I could see the hard budge begin to form. Our train car was finally silent, it was only us for the remainder of the trip. After noticing this, I slid off of my seat, and crawled on all fours to the opening of his lap. On my knees, between his legs, I looked up into his eyes, as my hands busily unfastened his belt buckle. He motions me to stop, and stutters, “Look, I am married!” He indicates the ring, while he continues to unclasp his own belt buckle. “I can’t do this!” He unbuttons his pants. “I have children!” He unzips his pants. We both know that the ring meant nothing in that moment.

He pulls out this massive hard beauty, and I look at it hungrily. Our eyes meet, and he says to me, “It never happened”. He then guides my head into his massive member, and I get to work…


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