“How much?” James had gone on the game”Ian had been quite accepting, letting James stay. Gay porn Ian was an expert.Ian was opening me up, his tongue soon poking into me over those sensitive ‘lips’. It was Friday and the carriage was packed with commuters and weekenders heading for the beach. I was soon riding his prick like crazy, my cunt not able to get enough of it. Being on top I could control the fuck this time and ‘edged ‘ him with my moves.He lasted way longer this time until, finally, I ‘allowed’ him to breed me a second time. Anybody else would just think I was tucking my shirt in but he ‘knew’ the real reason.We openly ‘flirted’ with each other, the rest of the passengers oblivious to the sexual ‘messages’ we were sending to each other.As the train pulled into the station I pretended to be asleep – my eyes just slits but still watching. He eased the head in past my sphincter but once in he started to fuck, and fuck hard and urgently. It was Friday and the carriage was packed with commuters and weekenders heading for the beach.
