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Unfortunately a man entered on next station and sat 2 seats in front of us, she looked at him and back at me and showed me with her finger to be silent.She put her hand on my shorts and started rubbing my boner.She came closer to my ear."You are a big boy arent you"-she whispered.I felt like i will come that very moment but i lasted a bit longer, she got my cock out and started working on it up and down, i was in heaven, i couldnt touch anything but her legs beccause of the man sitting in front of us, but that was more than enough. after few seconds i started cuming and she quickly kissed me on the edge of my lips. Afterwards she colleced all the cum from the seat infront, my cock and her hand and she licked it all up."I hope you dont have to go home tonight, because i got plans for you"- she whispered."Even if i had only place i might go right now is with you mam"- replied "Dont call me mam honney, you can call me Sandra or a slut or a whore but not mam please"- she told me.I was a. Lots of rooms for people to sleep over.Andrea's husband Stefan was away in Germany for work and he would return on Monday.At home was only Andrea's teenage son MarioHe was 17 at the time.A tall and handsome boy with more qualities that Susi found out some time later! So she greet him and he went out in the yard.She with Andrea stay in to chatDinner time came and all went eat and talk for various matters.Mario after went to look some tv before he get back to his room.Susi and Andrea sat on the couch of the living room with a glass of red wine and talked more but this time for their sexual escapades and suchBefore midnight Susi went to have a shower and to get some sleep.So far so good and nothing unusual.Susi had a quick masturbation after shower at the bed and later she heard Andrea masturbate too from her roomBoth ladies where obviously a bit loud with moaning when they were cumming! At that point Susi thought that Mario would had probably heard of her and his mom too but she fell.
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