Train For Two
The fun that can be had on a train.
Andi skipped ahead of me to get on the train. Wherever her body went, my eyes just seemed to follow: the legs, the butt, the boobs, the face. They were all like a drug to me, I just couldn’t get enough. I didn’t know how I was going to survive the next three hours on the train being next to her but not be able to “have” her. Andi turned around, flicking her fire red hair in my direction, as she reached the steps of the tr...