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I concentrate on her white thighs In my imagination my mouth is once more on the sopping wet silky material of her knickers. They are loose and scanty, hardly hiding her thickly fleshed cunt lips. I pull her sodden knickers to one side and her cunt is waiting for my tongue - all pink folds of flesh and glistening juices I put my tongue out towards my nose and lick my upper lip vigorously with the tip. My message is unmistakable.
I want oral sex. Her response is not long in coming. She uncrosses her legs, unsnaps her handbag and reaching inside takes out a smell mirror and a lipstick. She takes the top off her lipstick, opens the hand mirror and settles back in her seat again. She crosses her legs, again leaving her skirt high on her thighs and starts to put fresh lipstick on. The performance is mesmerising. She licks round her lips and taking a tissue from her bag dries them.
Then she stretches her mouth in a tall '0' shape and begins to apply the lipstick. It is impossible to watch and not think of pushing my prick into her wide open mouth. I pull on my prick ever more boldly.
Her body is still angled towards the window, a position which gives me a clear view of her moving, pouting mouth and means she can see the effect of her coquettry by changing the focus of her eyes and staring past the hand mirror into the window to watch me masturbate.
She presses her lips together and then starts on the bottom lip stretching her mouth again so it is perfectly shaped for accepting an erect prrck. I groan quietly but audibly I want to stand in front of her, take the back of her head in my hand and force my bare erect prick into her mouth. I want to fuck her mouth I close my eyes and my fingers squeeze my bursting prick.
I watch through hooded lids as she takes the tissue folds it in two and gently bites her lips on it. I nearly come inside my trousers. Suddenly the train is losing speed and coming to a halt.
A man stands up and takes his case from the luggage rack. He looks at us. The sexual tension of our erotic game must be tangible. I feign tiredness, rub my eyes and stretch my arms. My prick is huge. I dare not look at it. She moves quickly in her seat, covering her legs and reaching for her bag to put her lipstick and mirror away. She takes out another cigarette and lights it, ignoring me. The man moves down the aisle giving her a quick glance as he passes.
He knows something is going on. He alights and shuts the door behind him. I look at her face. Our eyes meet briefly before she looks away. She is quietly smiling again, her eyes twinkling. The train is stationary for a moment, then moves off. She reaches again for her bag and takes out her purse. Very slowly she unzips the top of the purse, raises it to her face and looks in, puts her fingers in and moves things about as though she is looking for something.
Then without zipping it up again she puts it back in her bag and leaves the bag open by her side. To make the message even more obvious she puts her hand down half into the bag and pushing out her fingers and thumb stretches it to the limit and peers in. Then, leaving her bag gaping wide she leans back again facing the window and crosses her legs again, leaving the skirt so high the whole side of the thigh nearest me is now exposed. She is waiting for the second half of the window show to start.
And she it telling me what the act should be. She wants to unzip and show my prick to her. This is going to be dangerous. I don't know what the penalties for exposing yourself on German trains are. But I am now so excited I am past caution. I take my jacket off and drape it on my right thigh. If the ticket collector comes I want some cover. To provide more cover I take out a large hankie and pretend to wipe a small mark on my trouser front, then leave it lying on my lap.
She reaches forward again to put out her tab. While she is doing it I reach for my zipper and pull it slowly down. There is a low rasping noise which she effects not to hear, but a slight smile crosses her face.
She settles back in her seat, snaps shut the bag, puts it on her knees and closes her eyes. Her hand moves in her lap. The hem of her summer dress makes responding movements.
She is unbuttoning her dress. Then all movement ceases. I reach inside my fly and pull out my prick. Since our game was interrupted by the man getting off, my erection has subsided. My prick is thick but only half erect. I open my thighs to give myself more room and as my right knee moves towards her knee, she quickly moves to avoid contact.
She is not asleep. She is watching everything through partly closed eyelashes. I put my left hand under my balls and openly masturbate with my right hand, pointing my stiffening prick towards her. Her arm moves and the hem of her dress trembles slightly. She is also masturbating, but more discreetly than me. Her lips part and the tip of her tongue moves out to touch the underside of her top lip. My erection is huge. I put my fist round the shaft and squeeze.
The end bulges and goes a deep red. I want to get up and push it towards her mouth. Then, breaking the intense silence of the carriage, the door at the far end of the carriage clatters open. The inspector walks through, turns, closes the door and announces: I cover my erection with my jacket as best I can, reach into my back pocket and pull out my wallet and ticket. By the time the inspector reaches me I am almost respectable. When he punches my ticket and returns it I feel her eyes on me.
She is grinning hugely. The train slows again and the carriage is flooded with light from outside. She looks briefly out of the window. She turns to me. As she gets up to go out of the door, she stops, smiles and says, 'Wiedersehen.
It is the tissue. Displayed in deep red lipstick is a perfect outline of her open mouth. It makes you look like a lady. That being said, here are a few of my favorite lipsticks. I recommend spending the money on high end make up, especially lipstick, because drug store lipsticks can dry out your lips though sometimes I go cheaper myself.
I buy the Revlon Lip Butters and they are so great. Sugar Frosting and Strawberry Shortcake are my favorite colors, they are both a light pink. Wow that was a lot to take in! Do you have a favorite lip color? I want to hear! I love discovering new colors! Your email address will not be published. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. See details for additional description. Mac Matt is the Only Lipstick I use I wear it almost every day and it stays on nicely.
I ordered it immediately. It might be ok for some people, but it was too orange for me. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and have a medium skin tone. It just didn't work for me. I loved the color. And the fact I was able to buy a M. C lipstick so cheap made me super happy.
Definitely will buy from here again. I wanted to try new colors without the high prices.
As a Make-Up Artist, I offer personalized customer service (with a Flair of course!) and I can show you the perfect color choices that will look Fabulous on you! I am a LipSense Color Specialist. Contact me to set-up at time to view all the products in person. S’up buttercups (hey lovelies is starting to sound a bit drab) If you’re from Liverpool (or are lucky enough to have visited, or have relatives here) then you will have heard of Southport, a little seaside town which is just a train ride away from Liverpool City Centre. Hello, welcome to my world of ASMR. I hope you enjoy this journey with me as I learn to help soothe and relax those that truly need or want it! Some of my su.