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He found his way to the Loop, to the Brown Line stop at Lake and State. This train would take him north, away from the Dan Ryan. He climbed the old wooden stairs, swiped his CTA pass, passed through the turnstile, and waited impatiently by the side of the track, tapping his foot. Soon a train came, a great silver thing, which stopped and settled gently and opened its doors to release another crowd of late Friday night revelers. He stepped inside and took a seat in a corner. People packed in around him, even people older and less able-bodied than he, but that night he didn’t care, he’d lost his guitar, his only ticket to the part of his livelihood he really loved. This seat was his tonight. The train rumbled, slid, rocked and bounced along, the crowd around him ebbing and flowing as they stopped and went. The aroma peculiar to the El filled his nose, the sounds of people talking and playing music obnoxiously loudly on their mobile phones melded with the cool male voice that said, over. We have a lot to do today.” She left the room abruptly and left me lying on the bed, hard and needing to cum. After I had gotten ready, Susan informed me that we were doing a little shopping today. So, we both jumped in the truck and headed off to the mall. The drive to the mall was sweet torture. I could barely drive as my sweet love kept teasing my body with sensual caresses… snuggling up close placing wet sensual kisses up and down my neck as she rubbed my frustrated cock through my jeans. “How’s it doing in there?” she joked as her hand continuously stroked my hard cock. “I bet you’re ready to cum, aren’t you baby?” Was I EVER ready to cum! She would give me a few minutes to calm down between teasings, just to keep me from going to the edge. In spite of the breaks, my silky precum was constantly pouring out of my cock. The slippery feel of cum, combined with the silky panties and stocking, made it difficult to even move without causing my cock to slide around deliciously in my.
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