Male companion London Metro date London Part 2:
Vince, male companion London and her, paused and kissed tenderly as the train jolted to a stop at the next station. A gentleman boarded and inexplicably, sat down across from them, giving them a friendly smile. Vince looked at her with a questioning expression . . . what do we do? Again, the mischief flashed in her eyes as she leaned in to kiss him. He whispered playfully in her ear, “You are incorrigible.”
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tried to act unaware of them, but Vince saw him stealing glances at her, watching her subtle movements atop him. Vince held the man’s gaze when he glanced their way again. The man watched as Vince moved his hand up along her thigh. She grabbed his wrist to stop him. “Vince, he will see!” she whispered. With his eyes still on the man, Vince said to her, “He likes watching you.” She lowered her eyes and glanced nervously over at the man. He was indeed watching her, watching them, silently. She was unsure how she felt. It excited her on some level, to be watched in this way by a stranger. “Let him watch you. Enjoy it, my dear.” Vince’s sultry voice melted her inhibition. In his arms, she felt safe and free. She slowly let go of his wrist and his hand disappeared under her dress.
Vince, male companion London and her continued to make love
as Vince caressed her with his fingers. She could feel the man’s eyes upon her as her body moved in response to the overwhelming pleasure of having Vince inside her and his fingers stroking her. Vince found her sweetest spot, swollen with hunger for his touch, and rubbed it vigorously as he kissed her neck. Her legs began to shake as she felt the orgasm building. “Vince” ,Male companion London ,she whispered breathlessly, “you must stop . . .” But Vince did not, he wanted her to live this experience fully. And his own climax was building as he felt her contractions against his cock, buried so deep and tight within her . . . every movement she made was amplified against him and it was amazing.
Vince, Male companion London ,continued his assault upon her,
rubbing faster and more vigorously as she tried to restrain her moans and control her hips from moving too noticeably. They were lost to the man watching them now, immersed completely in one another and the passionate intensity locking them together as they ascended toward their climax. Vince felt her body arch and stiffen against him, her legs trembling underneath her skirt as the muscles tightened and the orgasm rocked her body. He could feel each wave wash over her so intensely like this, her muscles tightening around him like a vice each time, throbbing and releasing . . . Vince felt her release run warm over his fingers and soak his trousers . . . it was all he could take and he groaned into her shoulder as his own release pumped through him and melted into her.
Vince, male companion London and her rested against one
another for several moments before they realized the man was gone. When he had left, they did not know. They laughed as they looked around the car and wondered if any of the other few passengers had noticed them. It did not matter. Vince wrapped his arms around her and held her close against him in his lap. She nestled her head against his chest, feeling warm and safe in his embrace.
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