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Sexy Indian women in train journey Part 2


I chewed on that tit for some time while cupping, pressing, pulling, pinching the other as she wriggled and writhed in my grasp, occasionally letting out a small scream if my fingers had been too hard on her tits. I pulled her sari to her waist and grabbed a thigh in one hand, rubbing it, pressing it, feeling the soft flesh tremble under my hand. She was shivering all over, from fear or expectation, I couldn’t tell. I grabbed an ankle and tied it with my handkerchief to the tap on the basin. She twisted and squirmed all over again trying to loose the binds.

It was a sight, seeing her in her blouse, barely able to hold in those trembling tits, her legs parted to allow a peek at her bush. I slid my knife over one of her tits, slowly from one end to the other, her eyes following it fearfully, unmindful of my fingers circling around her nipple on the other. I started unbuttoning the blouse slowly. She mouthed silent nos. I pushed the blouse to the side and unhooked her bra pushing them right up to her tied wrists. Her boobs almost burst free, jiggling with each movement of the train. I just grabbed them in my hands and started playing with them. She started another round of writhing around, jerking to get away moaning and grunting, shaking her head wildly.

Leaving a tit alone, my hand traveled south, feeling her soft, smooth skin on the way to her pussy. She jerked as if a snake had crawled over her skin. My palms felt each and every inch of her smooth skin on her stomach as they tickled their way along to the magic triangle. As I pinched her clit, she literally jumped almost freeing herself, a sigh and a moan stuck in her throat. I shoved two of my fingers into her cunt roughly as my thumb started rubbing her clit really hard. She tried to close her parted legs, turning this way and that to get my fingers out.

I took a tit in my mouth and bit down on it, my one hand pressing, playing with her other tit, my fingers down below, wet and flashing in and out of her cunt, while the thumb rubbed harder and deeper at her clit. She was moaning, her face trying to impossibly show anger, fear and pleasure at the same time. The small bathroom resounded with sounds of moans, grunts and whimpers, my wet fingers sloshing in and out her cunt, my tongue lapping up her long nipple. My dick was harder than a metal rod and bursting out of my jeans. It was time, she realized that and literally screamed a no, I realized what was coming and clamped my hand around her mouth. I took out my dick and slapped her cunt with it.

She was shaking her head hard to get my hand off, fear and excitement in her eyes. As I grabbed her ass from behind to stabilize her for entry was pushed off me, twisting her cunt hole so I couldn’t get direct access. I nudged her pussy with the head of my cock, held her ass more tightly and as shook her head and tried to wriggle out my grasp, slammed my dick in, all the way up to the hilt. A scream muted by my hand escaped her mouth, her body arched, and ass tight against the wall as she tried to move away from the violating dick.  I stayed in a little bit, without moving, feeling the tightness of her cunt as her pussy walls closed in on my cock, the wet warmth of her insides making me harder.

I grabbed her ass cheek in one hand, a tit in the other and started hammering her. She had pretty much resigned to her violation and grimaced with my thrusts. She was shaking as I rammed it in again and again, my dick shiny with her juices, the bathroom filled with grunts, groans and moans, as I exerted harder and harder, pushing my dick in deeper with every thrust. My hand kneading her tit and ass. In spite of herself and her position I could see that she was gonna come and quickened my pace, pumping in and out even harder.

I could see her raw hatred in her eyes as she realized what my hammering was doing to her. She didn’t want to come but couldn’t help it. As she came I pinched her nipple real hard. Yin and yang, pain and pleasure, heighten each other at the moment of climax. She couldn’t help but scream. Fortunately trains are noisy enough to cover up almost everything.  I pulled out; the sounds of our tortured gasp resonating in the small enclosure. I untied her leg, unhooked her tied hands and made her kneel. Pulled off my condom and ordered her to open her mouth. Hesitatingly she did, what else could she do. I grabbed her hair, pulled off my condom and pushed my dick down her throat. She gagged.

Holding her hands above her head, I fucked her mouth with the same intensity. After some time of rapid hammering, my balls were aching for release. With one last deep thrust I came, firing load after load of cum down her throat, keeping my dick in there till every last drop of cum was released. I untied her, peeked out the door, and seeing nobody was there calmly walked back to my berth. Maybe she was thinking that it was over, but I would have another go at it tomorrow, but then tomorrow’s another day, right.

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