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Train Journey

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Last week I took the train from Plymouth to Penzance mid afternoon in the UK. The coach was fairly empty and a couple of stops down the line some people who I assumed as parents with a teenage boy and girl sat in the four seats in front of me.

We set off and after a while the girl moved to the set of four seats across the isle to look at the sea, she had really long legs. As I read the paper I glanced across at her, she had on some tight denim shorts and she was sat with her feet under her bum and knees up and spread apart, she gazed out of the window and began to waft her thighs about which gave me an eyeful of her crotch. Her shorts were very tight and I could make out the shape of her lips bulging out either side of where the thick middle seam was digging into her soft flesh.

My cock began to stir as I thought about the rough denim pressing against her crotch and being careful not to make it obvious I stared across and between her constantly moving thighs. At one point the angle of her far spread thighs pulled the denim so tightly her white panties bulged out of the side and the thick seam must have been riding right up into her slit.

As I watched her she was sitting on her heal with it pulled tightly against her crotch and as she stared out of the window she was leaning forward then back and riding herself over her heal and my cock throbbed at the thought of her getting tingly from the pressure of her heal jammed tightly into her crotch.

Suddenly she got up and went to the loo, her shorts sucked right up her crotch. When she returned she again sat alone across the isle from the rest and I watched her flail her thighs about giving me glimpse after glimpse of her panties bulging out of the tight denim. As I glanced up again I saw she had the heal of her foot jammed against her crotch and she was gently rising up and down making it rub tightly over her pussy.

At one point she froze, her thighs were so wide apart it looked painful and I almost came as I looked at her denim clad puss squashed against her heal, her face flushed and I could only dream of her young puss twitching with excitement inside her panties. Then I saw her hand go between her thighs and her fingers went up the leg of her shorts and she rummaged about picking her panties out of her damp slit no doubt. Then the train stopped and they got off leaving me with a throbbing cock.



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